Oneshots

Jeanmarco

Origin: Attack On Titan

•Contains Mpreg•

Daddies

3rd Person POV

Marco and Jean sat on their couch, surrounded by their three children, The Grinch Who Stole Christmas playing in the television. Jean had their two year old son Dan planted in his lap, and four year old Eli sat in between is feet. His arm was wrapped around Marco, who was cradling their six month old daughter in his arms.

The family had just eaten dinner and had decided to watch a Christmas movie before they put the kids down to sleep. Eli suddenly decided to squeeze in between his parents. He tapped Marco's arm and looked up at him with his big brown doe eyes. "Can I hold Bella, papa?" The boys love their sister more than anything in the entire world, and would do anything for her already, even at the young ages of four and two. "Sure baby." Marco passed the small body to his oldest son carefully.

"Make sure to support her head, bud." Jean butted in. He turned his body slightly, not enough to wake the toddler in his lap, but enough to help his other son. He pushed Eli's elbow up, just enough to elevate Bella's head.

Marco watched the scene unfold, his mind slowly drifted to think about when he and Jean met. It was back in high school, they were sophomores, and he had just transferred and had no friends.

He was walking to class one day when he felt something hit his head. His books were knocked out of his arms and his body hit the floor. He heard someone yell, "Oh crap, look at what you did, Jean!"

Marco knew that voice, it was senior Levi. Levi was in his math class, he looked mean, but whenever his freshman boyfriend Eren came along, he became the biggest softy.

Marco sat up, noticing the four boys crowding him. "I'm so sorry! I didn't see you, I guess I don't know my own strength." The handsome boy, who Marco would come to know and love scratched the back of his head. He knew he was gay, but had no idea he was this gay. Two of the boys started to leave, the blonde one smacking Jean on the way out and muttering a "Nice one horse boy."

Levi patted Marco's head and said "See you in math, brat." Marco gave a shy wave and watched him walk away.

He started to pile up his books, but Jean quickly jumped down to his level and said, "Let me do that! It's the least I could do." Marco felt a blush rush to his cheeks and let him pick up his books.

Marco put the books back into his backpack and started to get up, when he felt a sharp pain in his ankle. Marco fell back to the floor, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Oh my god, are you okay? Let me take you the nurse. I made the cute new kid cry, oh my god!" Jean started to freak out so Marco had to say something. "No it's ok, I'm prone to injury."

Jean's face fell, "No it's not okay, I hurt you. Let me help." Marco was about to say something else when he felt arms under his knees and a hand on his back. Jean picked him up like he was weightless. Marco clung to his letterman jacket like his life depended on it.

Jean carried Marco to the nurse, and drove him home afterwards. They were inseparable after that, they were voted prom king and queen, which really embarrassed Marco, he wasn't a girl! Even though, they were grateful.

They really did grow up, Marco watched his husband pick up the two sleeping boys after the movie had ended. Marco grabbed Bella, and they walked to drop the kids off in bed.

First they tucked the boys in, each child getting a kiss on the forehead. They then walked to Bella's nursery, placing her down in her crib. Jean wrapped his arms around Marcos waist and rested his chin on his husbands shoulder.

Jean kissed the side of Marco's head and muttered, "We do make cute kids, don't we. I wouldn't mind another."

Marco decided to brake the news to Jean. "Good. Because I'm two weeks pregnant." Jean's eyes went wide. Marco slipped out of Jean's arms and gave a cute giggle. Slapping Jean's butt on his way out of the room.

A/N
I think that turned out okay. I wrote this on my mobile phone, so things might get messed up.

I kind of want to make this a two part story, comment if you want me to.

The fanart is not mine.