The Alpha and his Omega

Quiet Time [Marriage 5]

Eren groaned and flopped back against the sofa, grabbing a soft fleece next to him and snuggling it. The wedding preparations were driving him crazy and this wasn't even that large of a celebration. Maybe only a hundred guests or less, but everything needed to be checked and double-checked. All food and drink they were catering needed to be tasted and decided upon. Menus for vegetarian and gluten-free alternatives needed to finalized as a precaution for any of their friends or their plus-ones. And he needed to make sure there was extra food, given that Sasha was coming. He was tempted to order a dish of mashed potatoes specifically to fill her up.

"Trying to make a cocoon, Yeager?"

"No." The omega groaned once more, trying to bury himself in the mound of bedding that had found its way onto the sofa. They owned multiple sets of blankets and comforters, all of which had been used at some point, given his fiancé's clean-freak tendencies. Eren had carried the set over last night for movie night when they had ensconced themselves in each another and the pile of bedding. "Stop being so mean, Levi..."

"Tch, why are you buried under all that shit?"

"It's comfy." Even if there was no effect except for the dampening the sounds around him, Eren felt like the mass of linens could somehow keep the stress of having to organize their wedding at bay.

He could tell from the silence that Levi hadn't bought his excuse. The brunette knew his mate could stay silent for a long time for various reasons, but this time it was like an unasked question. Giving up, the omega spilled what was really bothering him.

"Why do people even care about all the stupid seating arrangements in a wedding anyways? It's not like they're the ones getting married. Sasha and Connie I get, but I mean, who really cares that Jean wants to sit next to Mikasa and Marco? Is he still trying to hit on her? It's been years already... And Ymir refuses to let Krista sit next to any man or woman she doesn't know."

The inane requests of his friends were driving him mad. Some of the requests were impossible to fulfill, such as Mikasa next to Jean, since Eren refused to be at the same table as the horse face and each of the tables would only hold six people. Mikasa would never let the omega live it down if she was not sitting with him, and Armin was a childhood friend. However, the way things were going, Eren had half a mind to just do a random drawing of names for all the tables except the one for him and Levi.

A similar case could be made for Levi's side. Eren had positioned Erwin and Hange on the other side to represent his alpha. Talking to Erwin was always interesting, given how much the man knew. It was very similar to dealing with an older version of Armin. In Hange's case, his fiancé had actually requested that the lunatic either not be invited to the wedding at all, or positioned at the table farthest from Levi. Unfortunately, the former was impossible since the invitations had already been sent out and they both knew that the beta would have come even if they didn't have an invitation. And as for the latter, Eren really did not want to have to deal with all the whining that would ensue. Plus, it would be fun to hear some of those comedic stories about his mate that the beta had promised him.

Because both he and Levi were males, they had agreed to each pick one person as their best man or maid/matron of honor, gender roles be damned. The choices were pretty obvious; it was between Armin and Mikasa for him, and Hange and Erwin for Levi. Eren was fairly certain his mate had already asked Erwin, and he had ended up picking both of his childhood friends, since there wasn't any way he could choose between them. Knowing the glasses-wearing beta, however, Hange would most likely still get their hands on a microphone, despite how much Levi loathed them doing so.

"Well, I suggested eloping..."

"I know. What was I thinking?" Eren muttered into the comforter, wishing it was all a dream and that he would wake up to find the wedding magically planned out. The brunette had never been assigned to plan a wedding as part of his job before. And while he wouldn't slack off for a work project, his own wedding was much more important to him personally than a stranger's. He wanted to devote the effort to make everything perfect, but it required more planning and there were more details than he had ever expected to consider. Each of them was small enough by itself, but they added up, and it took a lot of time. The important things had been decided upon, but the omega knew that there undoubtedly going to be some last minute things that needed his attention. At least the dates and venues for the dress rehearsal and wedding itself were already booked and everyone had already RSVP-ed.