"I should have known." You chuckled lowly, thinking about those soldiers that might be famish after a long day of training and considering how limited the supply is being allocated to their unit.



Putting the mug down, you took the plate and sliced the bread in half before lifting your hand to Levi who looked at it.



"What?" he asked, sitting on his chair as he avert his eyes from the bread to look at you. "Want me to feed you now?"



"No, I want you to eat," you said. "You just got back and I know you haven't eaten yet."



Levi sighed inaudibly before he took your hand. But instead of taking the bread, he lowered your hand down.



"You should eat it all," he said, eyes travelling to the bread and slice of cheese and his eyebrows visibly furrowed. "It's barely enough for you."



"We can share, you know," you muttered, looking down on his hand around your wrist. "When we swore and exchange those vows to each other, we promised to share everything."



A promise to share everything, all the pain and suffering, happiness and blessings, it was a promise with the validity that last until either of you breathe their last. It's a promise that is binding for a lifetime.



Levi chuckled lowly and you looked up at him as he released his hold around your wrist. "I'm really fine. I'm not hungry so eat it all."



Levi had endured worse than a whole day without a meal. Back in the childhood he had buried at the back of his mind, sitting in a corner beside his mother's bed in that small room in the slums of The Underground, knees up and arms wrap around them, he had endured days without food and water.



That's why he doesn't want his kid to experience the same. At the thought of it, Levi's eyes travelled down your stomach and you noticed it.



"Don't skip any meals and pass out."



"It's not that I want to skip meals," you mumbled. "I just kept throwing up whenever I try to eat something."



You never knew how hard it would be, but you knew even this will come to pass. And it was a lesser sacrifice that you need to endure for a short while just to bring a life in this world.



"Hey," Levi suddenly said and you thought for a moment that he was talking to you until you saw him moved from his chair and went to your side, bending down in front as he look at your stomach. "Don't give your mother a hard time, kid."



A sound escaped your lips, a sort of bliss bubbling up inside you and you started to laugh, shoulders shaking as your light chuckle filled the room and Levi looked back at you.



The side of his lips perked up in a littlest smile before he straightened up and pat your head as he walked around the table. "Go eat. You can sleep here."



You watched as Levi took a cup and made himself tea before he sat back on his chair and you started to eat. The bread was somewhat hard to chew, so you had to down it with tea. The cheese surprisingly didn't make you throw up.



Once you're done, you headed to the bed and lie down. Levi's bed had always been comfortable compared to the ones in the infirmary, not to mention it's a lot cleaner. Levi doesn't really use his bed often, he barely sleep long anyways so instead of using the bed he'd use his chair to sleep for an hour or two.



Levi stood up and walked up to you, his hand on your forehead as you opened your eyes to look at him. "You're full now?"



You nodded. "Thank you."



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