Levi X Reader 2

Ch. 27: Kids

Levi carries both grocery bags, one in each hand, as you cradle Furlan who starts wailing for food. More precisely, the baby wants to drink his mother's milk. You try to soothe the baby, swaying it from side to side, "We're almost there, hold on Furlan."

The three of you got to the bedroom door, you quickly fish out the key and unlocks the door, Levi follows behind as you got in, and closes the door with a push of his arm. Levi puts the grogeries onto the dinning table and resume back to the front door to lock it. While you sit on the edge of the bed, breastfeeding Furlan.

Levi takes out the ingredients from the grocery bags, and laying the ones he needs to make tonight's dinner on the table. Then put the other dry ingredients at the bottom cabinets in the kitchen area. Levi walks back to the dining table to look at the stuff on the table, but stops to glance back at you still sitting on the bed with Furlan. He rolls up his sleeves and sits next to you on the bed.

He glances at the baby with a slight smile, and puts his hand on the bed behind your hips as his head leans lightly against your head. He then turn his head to kiss you on your cheek.  Pulling back, he glances at Furlan as you focus on Furlan sucking on your nipple as he stares up at you with his big grey eyes.

"Must be hungry after all that nap he took." Levi pokes a finger at Furlan's hands, which still held the toy that was given to him. But then Furlan let the toy go, and holds both of his tiny hands around Levi's finger. Levi smiles warmly at him, before going to the kitchen to prepare today's dinner.

After Furlan finish feeding, you carry him around, with his head leaning on your shoulder, while you pat his back to get any air out of his lungs.

You stroll toward Levi who is cooking tomato beef stew pasta. He brings a spoon and scoops a small pool of soup into it. Looking over at you, he brings the spoon to your mouth, for you to try. You taste it. To be honest, it was wonderful. He taste the food himself, and nods a little in approval.

"All right" Levi brings the pot to the dining table. As you slide a cotton pot holder onto the table. And Levi puts the pot in the middle of the table on the pot holder.

The three of you enjoyed the meal together, Furlan sitting at his own high chair, his face particularly covered with bits of tomato soup, giggles happily at himself for making a mess. Levi looks at Furlan and got up from his seat, grabbing a small towel from the kitchen counter, he pulls up a chair next to Furlan, and starts cleaning up what Furlan had made at his table.

Furlan looks questionablely at his dad. Levi looks back at him, "Eventually, you'll need to learn to clean up after yourself." Levi puts his hands on top of Furlan's tiny ones, and places his hands on top of the towel, that is soaking up the soupy mess on Furlan's high chair table.

"Clean" Levi says softly, as he guides Furlan's hands from side to side on the towel.

You look at Furlan than at Levi who's seriously teaching his baby how to clean up his own mess. "...Levi.. I think it's a bit too early for that." you say scooping up a spoonful of tomato soup and beef then puts it into your mouth.

"Good habits starts at a young age." he replies. As Levi pats Furlan lightly on his head for trying, Furlan in response claps his little hands like he just got a praise from his dad.

The next morning...

You got up early, as the weight of your chest was unbearably full. As you shuffle to the bathroom with some baby bottles, you see Levi wearing his white dress shirt, sleeves rolled up, some black pants, and a green apron standing at the kitchen stove making breakfast. He looks over his shoulder just as you are about to walk into the bathroom.

After finishing setting the table with the  breakfast plates of scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon, and salad on the side. He goes to wash his hands at the kitchen sink, then stroll to Furlan's crib. Furlan was still sound asleep.

Levi walks to the bathroom, standing in front of the door as he knocks a few times.

"_______ " he calls out your name from the other side. "Breakfast is ready."

"Be out in a minute." you reply.

"Do you need help?" Levi leans against the doorframe as he looks toward the window, the curtain still drawn, next to where Fluran lay in his crib.

"No, thank you. You go ahead and eat first." you say.

"Alright." Levi says, as he pushes his body off the doorframe with his forearm, and goes to brew some tea, then setting the tea pot and cups on the table.

You got out with about a bottle and a half of fresh mother's white watery milk.  You set it on the dining table so you could feed Furlan when he wakes up. Meanwhile, enjoying the breakfast Levi had cooked.

Furlan starts moving around in his crib  and you go to bring him to the dining table, sitting down as you feed him the bottle. Levi sips on his tea as he watch.

Abruptly, you hear his voice behind you. Levi had pulled up a chair to sit next to you. Leaning on the side overlooking your shoudler at Furlan. He sighs a little, while looking at Furlan, "Furlan, it's not fair that you have your mom all to yourself most of the time." Levi, so unlike himself, leans his chin on your shoulder. You look over your shoulder at him as he wraps his arms around your waist.
"...Are you getting jealous of the baby?" you ask him.

He glances at you, and leans close to your ear, "Yes." his voice tickles the rim of your ear without any hesitation, as you bite on your lower lip from the sensation.

Suddenly, Levi grabs the napkin and unfolds it with one dab of his finger as he hold it between thumb and middle finger. The napkin slowly drift down the air like a smooth curtain, covering Furlan's face and top half of his body.  Levi lets the napkin go, as his finger goes and cups your chin. His grey eyes glances at you, and slowly tilts his head to the side.

"I have a feeling that we can make another kid as soon as Furlan is old enough to go to school. Or why don't we find a babysitter and spend some time together." Levi leans in to kiss you on the lips, and quickly lifts the napkin off Furlan, who looks quite surprised at the sudden change. Levi cups his hand under yours that was holding Furlan's head and lifts him slowly to sit up in his mother's arms. He kneels down and smiles gently at Furlan, as Furlan finishes his meal. Levi reaches a hand over and wipes the milk off Furlan's mouth with the napkin.
"Furlan grow up quickly." Levi kisses Furlan on his forehead. Who giggles at Levi's voice and kiss.
You look at Levi, he looks up at you while still kneeling on the floor.
"Honestly, I kind of miss the old days. But I'm really glad we had Furlan."