Experimenting With Miracles // ERERI

Chapter 3

Eren stood staring at his reflection in the long mirror that Levi had in their room. His eyes were wide as he ran his hands over the distinguishable bump that was his belly. “Wow…” he breathed in utter amazement.

It had been a week since he had been placed on light duty. Others in the Corps were beginning to notice his absence from the days of more aggressive training, but no one had asked about it yet.

With the passage of time, however, had come some new changes for the titan shifter. He was getting increasingly emotional over rather trivial things. One such example was when he had skipped breakfast one morning due to a strong headache and Levi had brought him a tray of light food; to say he had gotten emotional over it was an understatement.

Another change had been that he began to pay closer attention to how he bent to pick something up, or how he lifted something, how much he ate and what he ate. All were things he usually just didrather than think about them first.

Eren lowered his shirt, successfully concealing the small bump that was forming. He eyed his reflection again with more scrutiny. It seemed that for the time being his usual shirts concealed everything.

With another quick adjustment, he hurried off to Levi’s office to show him his finding. He entered without knocking and smiled brightly, “Levi!!! You have to see this!”

The raven lifted his head with mild curiosity reflecting in his eyes, “See what?”

He lifted his shirt again and gestured to his slight bump, “I'm showing!”

There was an unusual intrigue in those gray eyes as the Corporal stood and rounded his desk. He wordlessly put his hand on the protruding skin ever so gently.

“It must've been developing and we just didn't notice,” Eren declared, blushing a bit at the touch his lover was giving.

“I suppose so.”

Levi found himself agreeing more easily with the brunette in fear of either being shouted at and kicked out of the bed or being cried on hysterically. Neither was particularly pleasant.

He yanked the shirt back down and pulled Eren down by his collar, kissing him. “Glad you showed me,” he murmured, “did you tell Hanji yet? God knows that woman would be freaking the hell out.”

“Nope I thought you should see first, Papa Levi ,” Eren replied teasingly.

Levi raised a brow, “Papa Levi?”

“Yeah and I'll be Daddy Eren,” the other declared matter of factly.

His senior rolled his eyes indignantly, “Whatever you say, brat.”

Eren smiled and nuzzled his nose into Levi's cheek. "I'm going to go get some food, wanna come with me?"

Levi's eyes narrowed, "Isn't it past lunchtime?"

"Yeah."

"Didn't you eat lunch?"

His lips formed a pout, "Yeah. But I'm hungry and carrying your child."

The older sighed, "Whatever let's go."

Eren squealed happily and bounced to the door, Levi following hastily.

"And don't start thinking you can play that card with me all the time, brat," he grumbled in a moody tone.

Eren just smiled.

They made their way to the mess hall again and scrounged up something for the carrying man to eat. Eren sat down and began merrily munching on a piece of crusty bread while the Corporal brewed himself a cup of tea. They sat there in peaceful silence awhile before the sound of doors and loud conversation wrenched them from thought.