Marrying the One I Hate

~A Time to Talk~

The brunette began to freak out, causing his friends to roll his eyes, including a pair of icy blue ones that belonged to his husband. They informed him that it wasn't a big deal, but he begged to differ. Prom wasn't just some simple occasion like homecoming was, and now the fact his son was of age, as a senior in high school, the very thing was on the plate. Of course, he hadn't been asked yet, but the boy did have a boyfriend, and who knows what he had up his sleeve.

"What if they...you know, have sex?" He cried, hiding his face in his hands.

"Eren," his significant other began, "so what? They're both seventeen. Besides, you and I started having sex around the same time."

"Still! That's our son. Not us."

"You can't keep him away from things like that forever. They're teenagers. They've probably already done it." The brunette groaned again.

"I wish I could keep him as my innocent little baby boy. I wonder if this is how Grisha felt?"

"Probably not." Levi grimaced, looking to his sister for conformation.

"I couldn't tell you. I mean, he asked Karline at the time if we were having sex, you were there."

"That must of been embarrassing." Annie muttered, earning a nod from her girlfriend.

Mikasa was still in her work out clothes from earlier that morning, even as they sat in public at a table in the mall. She was now a pro wrestler, which Annie thought was pretty hot, and often went to the gym just to keep herself toned. As for the blonde, who she had been dating now for almost ten years, was still working at the bar with Bertholdt and Reiner, though she usually joined and helped the raven practice. Not to mention, she was one killer mixologist. And possibly almost as killer too.

Armin, who sat beside Mikasa, was blushing, still his normal self. His signature he-man haircut was now way longer, and pulled back into a partial ponytail. He fixed the large, thick black glasses that framed his face, and adjusted his sweater vest. "I honestly don't understand why everything has revolve back around sex. Can't Elliot and the rest of the kids just enjoy prom?"

His fiancé, finally after a couple years ago of the horse proposing, snickered and wrapped an all too friendly arm around him, giving him a kiss on the temple and a cheeky grin. "I think sex after prom is practically tradition."

Armin groaned, blushing even darker, shoving the other's arm off. "Jean, seriously, you aren't helping anyone's case."

"Oh c'mon! Jaeger knows that. That's why he's freaking out."

"It never ceases to amaze me how some things never change." The brunette snapped back, the two men glaring at each other.

Suddenly a cackle boomed across the food court, making the entire group of adults look over to the culprit. She was adjusting her glasses, her husband beside her facepalming in embarrassment. She now had a few silver streak running through her brunette pony tail, from growing older or her job as a scientist, to this day no one would ever know. She also wore her lab coat, which was more than a daily accessory now, as she had just gotten off of a shift that morning. "Hey, at least they can't get pregnant."

"Shitty Glasses, would you ever shut your mouth if you knew how the shit you spew from it sounds?" She shook her head.

"Of course not." He muttered, looking sympathetically at his husband. "Really Eren, it's fine. It's Prom, and our kids are responsible."

"Holy shit that's scary!" Connie suddenly laughed, smiling at his friends. "Our kids are more responsible than we were at their age. That's like, every parent's nightmare."