One of a Kind (Single Father Levi x Reader)

Who am I?

(Your POV)

It's been a few weeks since the party and my argument with Levi... The summer break was coming to an end soon and university was fast approaching. I wanted to make the most of my summer before it was finished and taken over by uni.

Throughout the weeks, I was still babysitting Eren. It was fun of course, but hard to look at Levi and talk to him. The weeks went as such; Briefly greet Levi and Eren at the door by 8:30 am; watch TV with Eren; feed Eren by 12:00 pm; spend some time outside; feed Eren again by 4:00 pm; play some more and finally, chat with Eren until his father arrives to pick him up.

I had nothing against watching Eren, I loved him a matter of fact... Like he was my own. I chuckled at the thought. But he's not, and I'm too young for children. Maybe I think of him as my baby brother? No, definitely not like that.

Today was different though, the morning went as it had for the past few weeks, but the afternoon took a turn.

I stared at the little boy who was holding himself up on the mocha coloured coffee table.
"Eren?" I began and he turned to face me. "What is... That?" I asked, pointing to my snack.

"Appo!"

"Good job." I smiled. "Hmm, what about... That?" I was now pointing to a golf ball that rested on my dad's display stand.

"Ba!"

"Aren't you the smartest!?" I clasped my hands together.

I was talking with Eren, teaching him new words. Sure he wasn't professional, obviously, but his pronunciations were adorable. Then the thought came into my head, I never told Eren what to call me... On top of that, he never really had to address me as anything.

I kind of hesitated... What does he call me? I wondered. Does he even have a name for me?

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even realize he walked over to me. His little hands were placed on my knees, trying to climb into my lap. I lifted him up and he snuggled against my chest. Oh my heart, he's too sweet.

I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my pictures. I showed him pictures of my family and friends, telling him their names and then he would repeat after me.

"This is my best friend, her name is Sasha. Can you say Sasha?"

"Sasa!"

"Yes! Good job, sweetie!"

I continued to scroll through until I got to the end. The very last picture I took was of Levi's peaceful face. His pale skin shining under the moonlight. I blushed, and clicked the little trashcan icon. I might as well delete it right... He hates me enough now, so just imagine if he found out I'm keeping stalkerish photos of him on my phone...

My index finger hovered over the 'Delete Photo' button, until I was interrupted by Eren's little voice.

"Dada?"

"Yes sweetie, that's your daddy."

"Dada!" He tried grabbing my phone, but I pulled it away in time, and he pouted.

"Sorry love, you can't play with this." Then the thought came back to me; What does Eren call me? "Okay how about this..." I swiped the screen to an old picture of me. It was my sixteenth birthday. My family took a trip to the Bahamas because classy little-me wanted to go on vacation instead of throwing a party for my sweet sixteenth.

In the picture, I was holding a parrot. The bright reds, blues and greens on the bird rivalled my yellow sundress. I was giving the bird a (distant) kiss as it was calmly perched on my arm. The background was decorated in trees, and lush greenery. It was a fun vacation, especially considering that I got to take Sasha along with me. For the duration of the photo, she sat far away, claiming that she'd probably eat the parrot...