It Started With Cadet Training (Reader/Levi/Erwin/Hange/Mike)

Lonley Nights

Looking up, you saw a familiar scruffy blond man walking down the hallway in your direction.

"Mike!" you cheer, speed walking towards him so that the two little ones wouldn't fall down.

"(Y/N)!" he calls back, running up to you and meeting you halfway.

Without warning, he lifts you up by the waist, spinning you around in his arms before setting you back down, his forehead resting against yours as he bends down slightly.

"Where have you been? We've heard reports from every squad but yours," he inquires, focused on your eyes rather than the two children staring at him with wide eyes.

"Ugh, I told Deiter to tell you two that I was going to be later. Sorry love," you apologize, offering him a small smile.

"It's alright, I'm just glad you're safe. What were you even doing all day? You're supposed to be done with your tasks by now," he rambles, finally noticing the two small boys clinging to you, watching him silently.

"I finished- I swear. I was coming to find you two and get you to take a break, but these two asked for help," you emphasize your point by shifting Reiner up on your hip. "Hannes even tried to help, but we couldn't find their uncle until..." you sigh, your sentence trailing off.

Mike reaches forwards, carefully taking Reiner off your hip, drawing a sigh of relief from your lips as he rests him against his chest. You reach up, copying the action with Bertolt to let your shoulders relax.

"Hannes helped you? That's a new one," Mike chuckles, gently cradling the back of Reiner's head with his palm. Reiner had yet to protest, silently you swore you heard small snores from him.

"Yeah, it was weird. But then his squad took him home- he was shit-faced- so I was left alone. I didn't get any information on their uncle until some old lady told me that- Marlene's squad brought him in," you sigh, Bertolt lets out a small whimper and you place a hand on his back, rubbing his back slowly as he wrapped his arms around your neck.

You watch Reiner clutch onto Mike's shirt. A small smile stretched across your lips as Mike looked down at him, murmuring quietly.

"Are you all alone, little guy? No one left that you know?" he murmurs, mostly to himself.

"You know, we don't have to take him to an orphanage, they-"

"Look like us? Yeah, the one in your arms is a freaky cross of Hange and Levi, and this one looks-" Mike muses with a smile, still enraptured with the tiny boy in his arms.

"Like you or Erwin, and me," you finish, reclaiming your sentence.

"No one would question it. In the chaos, it would just be seen as a well-kept secret between the captains. We could even say they're siblings if we had to," he suggests, rubbing Reiner's back gently.

"You think Erwin would be okay with it?" you ask, a smile gracing your lips as you watch Reiner curl his head into the crook of Mike's neck.

"I think even shorty would be okay with it," he chuckles, looking up to meet your gaze with a smile reflecting your own.

"Did he fall asleep on you?" you whisper as Bertolt's breathing evens out against your neck.

"Mhm, poor little one's all tuckered out. You?" he confirms, starting to walk, sticking close to your side.

"Fast asleep, I can't imagine what they've seen today but I'm surprised they've stayed awake this long," you muse, leaning your head against Mike's shoulder as you walk.