Marrying the One I Hate

~Woah, Wait...What?~

Eren's POV

"Daddy!" I smiled and squat down, opening my arms.

Elliot jumped within them, and we hugged each other tightly.

"Hey, brats. I'm here too." Our son giggled and jumped from me, onto the back of his shorter father.

Levi let out a grunt and I chuckled, turning to my dad and his girlfriend.

"Hello Eren." She greeted, smiling.

"Maria." I nodded my head looked at Grisha.

"Thanks dad. For watching him."

"Of course son. Grandpa Grisha is growing on me." The adults laughed and Levi grabbed my hand.

My ass still hurt from the events of the weekend, but thankfully it didn't hurt as much as it did the previous day. The hangover was killer too.

"Besides, you two need your...uh....time alone every now and then."

My face heat up and I hit my dads arm, Maria laughing.

"It's true Eren, he isn't wrong."

"Yeah, yeah whatever! Not in front of my child, please!"

Levi chuckled and kissed my cheek. Elliot screamed and covered his face.

"Ewwww! Daddies are kissing!"

Everyone chuckled again, Levi flicking Elliot on the nose. He giggled and hopped down, running inside.

"Well, we should be going. Stay well. Love you Eren. And you too Levi. You are now my son."

"Tch, whatever." He muttered, acting like he didn't care.

Grisha kissed us both on the cheek, only to have Levi wipe it away when our father left.

"You were so blushing." I laughed, plopping down on the couch.

Levi rolled his eyes and laid down, head on my lap. Elliot came from his own room and climbed on top of his father.

"Dad...I'm bored."

"Then go play."

"I don't wanna." Levi sighed, I couldn't help but snort.

Levi rolled his head hard so it hit my balls, causing me to wince. Levi smirked and sat up, putting our child on my injured lap.

"Oops, sorry daddy."

"Oh, that's okay, dad." I snarled back.

If that wasn't enough, Elliot started to jump up and down on my lap.

"Daddy, I'm hungry."

I sighed and ceased my son from injuring my testicles any more than by Levi's fucking head, and placed him on my hip.

As I popped the hip out I heard Levi hum in approval, my face immediately heating up again. When I walked away, he slapped my ass, causing me to squeak, and glare.

Elliot giggled and I watched Levi walk with us into the kitchen. Damn tease....

"Dad's being frisky, cause he's taking riskies!" I bit my lip to prevent my outburst of incoming laughter, Levi chuckling himself.

I placed Elliot in a chair off the island, and sifted through the cabinet.

"What do you want bud?"

"Ramen!"

"Ramen it is."

I got out two packages, a pot, and filled it with water, before putting it on the stove. Elliot really liked his ramen.