The Corporal's Daughter (Eren x Reader)

Unlikely Friends

(Edited 24/8/17)

Your Pov

I should've known he would react like that. I mean he has a three-year-old son he's never met before. "Mummy is it my fauwt Daddy yewed at you" Eric pouts climbing into my lap. "No baby, he's simply surprised. Remember daddy's been busy saving everyone so he didn't get to meet you" I soothe my slightly upset boy. Eric's eyes sat calculating my form before lighting up. "Mumma, stay here I know what wiw make you feew better. I'w get Horsey to hewp me" he grins before running off leaving me sitting under a well-aged tree.

Sometimes it feels like he's really the parent. I slight softly at his retreating form when a voice cuts through my train of thought. "May I sit with you?" A girl around what I'm guessing is my age with short black hair asks. "Of course" "I'm sorry about Eren" she sighs looking up at the sky. "So you were in there too" I hum, following suit to look at the sky. "Yeah. You know I used to love Eren but I see now that it was more of in admiration" she confessed. "My family was killed when I was young but he saved me and his family took me in. But I guess somewhere along the way I miss took my thankfulness for love" she sighs turning to face me.

"I've been Eren's sister for many years and I could tell just by how he looked at you, he cares for you as much as you do him. He's probably beating himself over how he treated you." I turned my face to see a sincere expression on her face as she grabbed my hand. "Please forgive my brother. When you left it was like he had gone away too. He was hollow. He's just shocked to know he has a child, I'm sure anyone would be" she says smiling sadly. "What's your name?" "Mikasa" "Well Mikasa thank you, honestly you've help settle me" I chuckle squeezing her hand. "If you need anything (f/n) or just need someone to confide in then please feel free to come find me. After all, in a way I guess you're my sister" she smiles before leaving. Mikasa. Such a sweet girl.

"Mumma I'm done!" I hear son squeal as his form comes into view. He sits squealing on the shoulders of a two-toned hair coloured boy. "Mumma this is horsey" Eric giggles as the boy places him down. I cock my eyebrow and look toward the obviously flushed boy. "Horsey?" I giggle. "It's actually Jean" he sighs taking a seat beside me. "Look what horsey hewped me make Mumma! Grand papa said Angews are super happy when they have their crowns" he squealed placing a small daisy chain on my head. "Is it working" he pressed squirming into my lap watching my face intentionally. "it definitely worked baby boy I feel super happy" I giggle hugging him tightly to my chest. "Mission success Horsey" Eric yells slapping his hand into Jeans. "I told you it was perfect" the boy smirks.

"(f/n) can we talk?" a painfully familiar voice asks. "Hey Jean could you take Eric for a little bit," I ask the horse/boy. "Come on buddy let's go make everyone else crowns so they can be happy too" Jean suggests taking Eric away. "You have ten minutes, time starts now" i sigh.