EARNED IT ; eren jaeger

chapter thirty-nine!: eren's wish.

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇.

29.1k words: synopsis of acts: (I'm so sorry for the long-ass chapters, vote, fuckers.) smut: missionary, unprotected sex, hand holding, cumming inside, grinding, an almost kitchen fuck, risqué intimacy, crying, cumming multiple times, slightly rough sex, cursing, whimpering, moaning, loudness. acts of violence: disfiguration, attempted murder, mention of trauma, punching, swearing, crying, screaming, bloody scene + more. convinced the trigger warnings get longer, lol.

also, mentions of pregnancy and babies. beware.

The morning hues settled with quickness, steering your eyes in a direction with light, as you glanced down, gifted the blissful sight of your beloved. He looked at peace within your gentle warmth. His face was knitted into a gentle smile as he remained asleep. You had always noticed Eren was gleefully smiling in his sleep, but it was always since you held him. If your hand was to slip from his body, unattached from such a beautiful being, his face would age into an expression that displayed stoic mannerisms — it was rather adorable.

You didn't desire to stir him awake. But the way the morning hues trailed along his features, setting gentle auburn hues against the side of his face, embedded awe within you.

Lovingly, you couldn't help but amble through your memories, being met with a similar event that had occurred. The events left you heavily smiling to yourself, in awe of the metaphorical frames of Eren you carried in your mind. You couldn't help but think of the moment you had done a skincare routine on him. The front portion of his hair tied up — he was so adorable.

"I don't like being up without you. I wish you could wake up, but you are tired," You shift against him, practically nude, as he was too, your leg entwined around his waist. The both of you had decided to strip in the middle of the night, allowing your bodies to entwine, as you were both rather warm, unwilling to pull away from one another.

You were set to pull yourself away from him, attempting to shift your leg off of him, gesturing for yourself to get up. Yet, Eren re-placed your leg on his pelvis, trailing his hand against your thigh. His jade eyes were still sealed against you — consciousness hadn't stirred within him. He remained subconsciously pulling you into him, as he always had, diminishing any clear chance you had of departing from him. Eren was always so keen to keep you in his embrace, it was such a beautiful characteristic of his.

"Hey, my love. How long have you been awake? And you didn't dare to even wake me up?!" Eren's tone grasps your attention, causing you to pull yourself within his chest, as you listened to his raspy voice. He settles a kiss on your head.

"Hi, my dear. I've just woken up, I was going to wake you up, but you looked so cute sleeping. Plus, when I let you sleep, you look so pretty and at peace. You know I don't like disturbing your sleep?" Eren glances at the cover perched against your breasts, sealed beneath your armpit. You gingerly steer against him, leaning into him to press a kiss on his lips. Eren chuckled against your lips at each kiss.

"I'm glad you're giving me the morning kisses you promised, my love." Eren journeyed closer to you. Gentle streaks of light rest atop of his features, causing you to press a kiss upon the tip of his nose — he remained slightly above you.

"Hey! I never break promises, but I need to ask you something. I don't know if you want to go, though." Eren perks up at your words. His lips rest in a soft smile as he leaned his arm behind your head, his chest aligned with your laying body.

"Ask away. It can't be that bad, I've heard worse," Eren assures you, pulling you, gently, so you were now snuggling up against his chest. He was careful with your neck. Being careful to allow your patch to remain intact — he was set to change it soon.

"When you fell asleep, Sasha asked if we can go to a cabin. It's the trip Armin asked about months ago, they've finally put it in place. It's a month away. I'm only going if you're going." You observe as Eren's features light up, causing you to smile against him, slightly lifting yourself to settle a kiss against his lips.

"Let's go. I think it would be good to see everybody again. Only if we share a cabin, I'm not sharing with anybody else." Eren speaks in subtle disgust, only for his tone to return to his average one — as he peppered kisses all over you — listening to how you laughed against him.

"Yeah, we are! Sasha said we're getting one to share. Nobody will be able to disturb us, so it'll be fun!" You exclaim, feeling as you carried on pressing kisses upon your face, unwilling to allow you to easily speak.

"I guess we'll be able to watch Netflix without Connie flour bombing us. I'm not forgetting him flour bombing me." Eren elaborates, feeling as you grew flustered beneath him, caving in to the gentle kisses he placed upon you.

"He did that with me. I think he went home with a few bruises that day. He ruined my hair that day. He learnt his lesson after that, but I think he still has my favourite perfume. I'll have to steal it back, cause all he talks about, on-call, is him being halfway through my perfume." Eren allows his finger to caress your jaw. He feels as you inch closer to him, placing his hand against your nude stomach, allowing his hand to halt, momentarily.

"We'll get it back soon. I'll help you take it from his cabin room," You laugh at Eren's words, feeling as he gently rubbed your stomach, allowing you to feel partially relieved at the sensation. Just the lulling warmth of his hand soothed you.

"It's a mission of mine. One question, can we go to the amusement park? It's been a while since we've gone to one. Plus, I want to go to the one in our hometown." You mould against his touch, your eyes momentarily closing as he places a kiss upon your jaw, being careful of the scars embedded.

"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask you. And, we talked about it yesterday. I want to go out for a bit with you, I like the idea of doing that. Do you want a new plush?" Eren questions you, leaving you to gawk at his words, smothered with excitement. The way excitement clothed your features, left him also smiling, a gentle blush adorning his cheeks.

"Yes, I got to add to my collection. Eren, one question. Do you know how to sew?" You wondered how you had never asked him such a question before, but it seemed confirmation lingered within his body language. His body was warm against your own, his heart fluttering out of his chest at such an innocent question.

"Yeah, my mum taught me. She practically taught me everything you need to know." Eren speaks in embarrassment, his cheeks profusely flushed at your question.

"That's so adorable, you're so cute. What other reasons are there? I have a feeling you're too embarrassed to say something else." Eren caved into your words, willing to gift you the whole truth about what it was that his mother had spoken to him about.

"She said it's a way to anyone's heart. If someone rips their trousers, you can fix it. If someone needs clothes, you can make them with fabric, it goes on and on. But, why are you asking?" You find yourself in awe, your lips forming a gentle smile at his words. It was so, so, cute how he had so many unattended to characteristics about him; you adored them.

"I want you to help me make a plush of you and I want to make one of myself. So we can keep it for the future. I think it would be so cool. It has to look cartoon, not realistic. You down to make them?" Eren finds peace in your words, actually willing to participate in such a thing. You already had a somewhat large plush collection, so there wasn't any harm in settling a plush of himself within.

"I'm down. I think we have a sewing kit at home. I brought it there, anyway. I feel like we have everything at home, I'm starting to feel like my mother." You tilt your head, placing a kiss on his lips as he held your stomach. He loved your stomach, especially a small scar that somewhat twinned with his own — it drove him crazy.

"We do! If I need something, you always have it. I think you always come prepared because I like to forget a lot of my things." Eren heavily agrees, allowing his lips to rest against your own. He allows a free hand to rest against the fabric against your breasts, slowly allowing his hands to forge their way back and forth.

"Because you're too busy fawning over my hair, that's why you forget about a lot. But, when we get back home, we can stay up for a bit and we can plan it out? I'll teach you how to sew." You chuckle at Eren's words, glancing into his eyes before you speak.

"I know how to sew, I just want it to be made by you. I'll attempt to make my own, but I'll need your help." Eren's lips find your own, causing you to instinctively peer into his eyes, lifting your hand to brush away at a thick strand of his unsettled piece of hair.

"I'll help you, I'm good with my hands," He feels as you take a deep breath, placing his hand against your chest as you glanced into his eyes, heavy breathing.

"I learnt that in a sacred way. You are too good with your hands, I love it. Your hands are so beautiful, I love looking at them, feeling them, too. Your hands are very beautiful, Eren." You murmur, allowing your eyes to lock with his own. You fend for his hand, only to feel him bring it closer to you. You allow your lips to brush against the back of his hand, your eyes locked with his own as he grew crimson — his breathing was altered by your movements.

"They are? I don't think they're anything special, my love," Eren's breathing grows frantic as he feels you place kisses against his hand; it was a way of soothing it. You were always placing kisses upon his old self-harm wounds. They made him feel less bad about allowing himself to place harm upon his body during that very night.

"They're everything, my dear. Everything about you is special, don't ever say that. Besides, even if you don't think they're special, they're special to me. I love every inch of your body, Eren." You feel as he glances at your eyes, too flustered to allow his breathing to remain in check. You couldn't help but turn your head to the side table, momentarily, catching glimpse of the necklace you had purchased for him on his birthday. His birthday was so long ago, to you.

"I wear that necklace every day, you just don't see it. Thank you for loving every inch of me, you make me value parts of me more." Eren speaks, feeling as you pressed your hand against his chest, your ring pressing against that part of his chest. You felt his heart thud against your fingers, as you met his eyes, meekly smiling before moving them to grasp his hand. Eagerly, you entwine your fingers with his own, pressing your lips against his.

"No, I notice it. I notice everything, Eren. Why do you think I always smile when you pull at the top of your shirt? I see the necklace, especially when I feel the hickey I put against your neck." You tease him, bringing his hand to your lips, kissing it profusely, in love with the blush that was rather sharp with settling against his tanned cheeks.

"Do you want my key necklace? I want you to wear it. I think it would be something you would like. Anyway, you always toy with it whenever I have it not tucked into my shirt." Eren's breathing settles as he continues to press kisses against your lips, your nose and your forehead, enjoying your soft laugh as the sun settled upon your face. It casts you in such a pretty setting as you smiled, your eyes forming smiles as you moved against him, in love with the kisses he was placing.

"I want it. I want to have it, it looks so cool, anyway. Plus, it's another part of you I'll have. I know how much you treasure it, I'll take amazing care of it. I promise." You look him in the eye, allowing your lips to meet once more before you readied yourself to somewhat sit up — the covers draping against your breasts.

"I know you will. One more kiss before we shower? I want all the kisses you have to offer," Eren speaks, feeling as you sat yourself up, as he did, too, now beginning to straddle him. You allow your lips to press against his, in a friendly way, as you cupped his face, smiling as you both kissed each other, smiling in between each tender kiss.

"I want a thousand from you. Showering can wait, I want a few more kisses," You speak, carefreely chuckling as he wrapped his arms around your waist, feeling your hand rest against his cheek. The fabric of the blanket adorned your back, your breasts resting nearby him as you continued to feather kisses on him, in a manner he found teasing.

You glance down at him, peppering kisses against him as he held you, whispering gentle compliments to you. "You are so beautiful, my love. You want to take pictures together and frame them in our home?" Eren asks, smiling as you continue to kiss him.

"I want to place the pictures we already have, especially the pictures you take on my laptop. I want to see them every time I walk into the home." You tease him, smoothing out his cheek as your lips continuously meet his. It wasn't a confined makeout session, rather it was sweet little pecks that stirred your heart.

As you and Eren engulfed yourselves in each other's company, your lips consistently met his own. You swiftly hear your bedroom door open, causing the two of you to tilt your head to the side in unison. You had remembered locking the door, but it seemed as if your sister still had your bedroom key — the spare key. You both glance at your sister, grasping onto each other as she could only glance in shock, unable to fathom how you hadn't departed from each other in embarrassment.

"Amēre, leave. Can't you see I'm just trying to spend time with my beloved? Don't act shocked, I'm not forgetting walking into you and your husband doing it a few years ago. Now please, can you just leave me and Eren alone? You've seen me practically naked for too long." You say, calmly, feeling as Eren gripped onto the duvet, wrapping the blanket around you and himself, concealing the sight of your breasts from her.

"Are you still angry at me about yesterday?" Amēre speaks, her eyes meeting with yours as Eren allowed his head to slightly sink beneath the covers, resting against your chest. He was too tired for this upcoming argument. But he wouldn't be afraid to allow his head to peep out of the covers, as he would protect you through any minor inconvenience.

"Yes, I am. Whenever that man opens his mouth, it's like filth. I can't judge your situation, I can't just tell you to leave, I was once in that spot. But, can we please talk about this later? I'm trying to spend time with my husband." Eren awes at your last words, feeling as you pressed a kiss against his forehead, somewhat dismissing your sister's presence.

"You promise to get ready and hold your niece for the first time? You haven't even had the chance to introduce her to yourself. Plus, I want you to have more experience with children, this scene tells me all I need to know." You gasp at her words, watching as she slightly roamed your room, somewhat emotional at the sight ahead of her.

The last time you were in this room with her, you were alone. The covers were draped around you. There was no sun, nor a moon, peeking through the sky as you sat there, being scolded by her. You sat there with tears, your heart heavy as you had tried to kill yourself. But, you had never told her as to why you had tried to that day. It was all because it was the last day he had ever abused you in such a way. So the sight was progress to her. She couldn't help but secretly hope you were expecting — she wanted a niece.

"I promise I will. I just didn't want to hold her during an argument. But, don't think I'm still not somewhat mad at you. I'm still not forgetting what your husband said, even if Eren almost killing him was well deserved." Eren agrees with your words, groaning slightly as you gifted him an even better amount of warmth, pressing a kiss against his forehead. He smiles at your gesture, bringing his fingers to your chin.

"I'm fine with that. But, Eren, are you okay with my husband, Jonah?" Eren tilts his head to face her, casting her an unsettling look. He wasn't one to remain uncivil at such words, but he held so much hatred towards the man — it was partially similar to the hatred he wielded towards his father.

"No. Anyone who makes Y/n cry, I don't like them. It's not that hard to respect her. Be lucky I didn't fuck up his face on the spot." Eren speaks in a calm tone, observing as you grew giddy at his words, eventually watching as his eyes softened to a fathomable point.

"It was well deserved, though. Anyway, I'll leave you two love birds alone. I'm not sorry for intruding, though. I miss you, sis." Amēre's tone is gentle, leaving you to somewhat feel bad for being rude to her yesterday. But, your rudeness was justified. She hadn't even attempted to visit you at one of your lowest points in life. She had been one to save you, at another one of your lowest points, but she hadn't even attempted to comfort you from the thing that had made you attempt on your life a few years ago.

"Now you miss me? But, I guess I've somewhat missed you. Now leave, my husband wants to attend to me. And, I want you to return the key. I could be doing something with Eren, next thing you know, you are just there." Amēre shifts her eyes to the posters on your wall, only to glance at the journal you had with weary eyes.

"I'm keeping the key. I will know if you guys have sex, again. You can't walk for shit, Y/n. Anyway, get ready, Mama's going to make breakfast soon." Amēre warns you, turning her head away from the sight of you placing kisses upon Eren's nose, observing as he grew flustered, crimson blooming beneath each tender, loving kiss.

"I guess we'll be down soon. I miss the peace we could have had before. Amēre, see you in a bit. It will be a while, I need to shower and everything. Go take care of Alia, don't come into this room again. I don't want you to walk in on me or Eren, clothed or not." You tease, feeling as Eren chuckles at your words, running a finger of his against your plush lip.

"I'll be back soon. Be done when I'm ready." You watch as she eventually walks out, locking the door before you and Eren face one another, allowing the duvet to only remain draped around your waist, leaving him flustered at such a sight, once more.

"I feel like I flashed my sister. She knew damn well I would be against you. I can't sleep without you, nor if you're not cuddling me. Eren, look to your left." You speak, observing as he shifted to the left, glancing at a minuscule note you had left beside the nightstand. A smile adorned his features. A blush settled against his cheek as he gripped onto your waist, taking a hold of the note.

"Let me read it," He feels as you place space, your nipples taut as you now settle yourself into his lap, placing your body the opposite way. He grasps ahold of one of your breasts, kneading it, with care, as he begins to read in a soft tone. A tone he knew you loved, it was one he would always read to you in.

"Good morning, Mr Jaeger. It's Mrs Jaeger, I just wanted to say I sincerely love you. The way you smile, the way your eyes crease, when you laugh, I love it all. I wish I could frame all the happy moments we have shared. I guess I have truly gone soft. But only for you, my dear." Eren feels himself partially tear up, burying his head within your shoulder, his lips connecting with the skin.

"Don't cry, Eren. I'm just telling the truth, you are the most beautiful person I've ever set my eyes on. I'm not one to exaggerate, but I truly mean my words." You place your hand upon his own, allowing your promise rings to rest against each other's; your sapphire ring paired with his band.

"I know you're not exaggerating, you are very truthful. If I had to state the obvious, I would say you're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. The first time I met you, I couldn't help but just stare at you. I was trying so hard to not become flustered, you were just so pretty." Eren admits, bringing the note to his lips, before bringing your hand up to place a kiss upon it.

"You gawked at me. After you kissed that idiotic hooligan, you just stared at me. Anyway, why did you kiss Amilia in that bathroom?" You felt as Eren slightly chuckled at your words, ready to dispose of the rather unsettling truth.

"I was forced to. I had to give in to her because of my father, but I gave up. I couldn't do it anymore, I remembered scrubbing my lips so hard after. I wanted to physically be ill. I remember trying so hard to please my father, to keep the business deal, but I fucked off after that. I felt sick knowing that I was allowing a part of me to just be used by someone, for someone else." You kiss at his calloused hand, listening to how he somewhat joked about it — he didn't seem as bothered by it now.

"I'm going to fight her when we get back. I'm so tired of people attempting to fuck you over, it angers me so much. But, I think I will fight her to settle this all. All this time I have tried to be nice, to be civil, but she never attempts to take the hint." You rest your lips upon a scar, painting kisses to slowly mentally heal the scars that remained.

"Fight her. I've got you, anyway. You tried so many times to be nice, just go for it. Hurt her in a way you haven't been hurt." Eren encourages, aware of what you were set to do. He so badly wanted someone to afflict harm upon Amilia, but it seemed as if such a miracle was set to occur: you were going to brutally embedded bruises within Amilia, painting less than a fraction of the hurt you had obtained from her being.

"I'm going to fuck up her face. I feel like it'll make up for her physically ruining a part of me. Anyway, can we go shower? I want to hold my niece for the first time. And, I want you to also hold her. I want you to put your father's skill to the test. After all, you did babysit babies." You feel as he settles his hand against your stomach, causing you to feel serene in his embrace.

"I am good with kids. Anyway, I'm down to shower, let's get ready now. I don't want your sister attempting to walk in, that'll be weird as hell." Eren speaks, halting at your stomach before readying himself to carry you, with himself, to the ample bathroom.

"You're amazing with kids, now let's go." You entwine your hand around his own, kissing his ring that held the initials of your name. You feel as he softens against your touch, lightly squeezing your breast at your movements. You were always so cute when you were so keen to study his ring, smitten with the way it adorned his finger.

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You and Eren had both finished showering with one another, spending a lot of time with one another in the bathroom. He was rather gentle with your body, guiding you to have better stability as your legs were still rather sore. Sore from the position he had placed you in the night before.

Though you couldn't help but partially shy away from him, rather scared to reveal the large scar upon your neck, he was rather keen to stamp a kiss upon the area. Hence this factor, he wasn't fond of the backstory of the scar, but he was fond of turning it into something you were set to love. He adored every single scar that adored your body; they were all so beautiful to him.

"You seem out of focus, Eren? Tell me what it is you're thinking of. I want to hear about it." You speak, strolling out of the bathroom, within a towel, as you glance at him with loving eyes, rather afraid to glance in the ample mirror. Too afraid to glance at the scar that adored your neck.

"About you. What else do you think I'm thinking about?" Eren announces. His eyes follow your own as you approached him, settling your body upon his lap, laying a kiss on his gentle lips.

"How you are going to try not to scream on the ride?" You tease him, your lips finding his own before he lifted you, standing up and wrapping your legs around his waist. You chuckle at his gesture, your lips finding his own as he smiled at the sight of you — a gentle blush adorning his cheeks. Just the way you smiled was such a whimsical sight to him. One smile of yours represented a dozen red seas losing the pigment within their tone.

"I won't scream, again. You have never let me live that down, it's embarrassing. I'm excited about winning you a plushie, again. You didn't let go of that plush for ages, it was cute," Eren speaks, his fingers running along the skin below your scar as you grew flustered, too afraid to be in sync with the affection he was attempting to gift to your brittle scars.

"Because you made it smell like you. Anything that smell like you seems like home to me, Eren. I like to treasure everything you give to me," You halt as his fingers linger nearby your scar with closeness, only for him to halt and hold onto you closer — careful to not allow your towel to collapse and pool against the ground.

"That's adorable, my love. Are you okay with my fingers being nearby your scar? I don't want to make you feel overwhelmed by touching it, apart from cleaning it." Eren asks, lovingly, his eyes soft against your own. His hand wanted to gift the scar profound comfort.

"It hasn't fully healed yet, Eren. But, can we get changed first? You can clean it up like you always have. When they're all healed, I want you to kiss my scars. I want you to claim the scars as your own. I need you to say that they're yours, Eren." You feel yourself partially tear up, only for him to rub your cheek, gifting you a sullen smile. But he changed his demeanour, switching it out for a smile as he allowed you to lean against him, holding back tears.

"I've already claimed them as mine. Every little imperfection, you think you have, I love them. You may not like them, but I deeply love them. I'll always say they're mine, everything about you I adore." Eren feels as you tear up against him, causing him to allow his hand to stroke your back as he holds you, speaking of words of reassurance.

"I'm going to marry you, one day. I promise. The way you are with words, it's so beautiful. You are just so special, Eren." You speak of your first words, with a meek tone, attempting to speak in a minuscule tone, all so he wouldn't pick up such a thing. But, knowing him, you were aware he had heard of such words — they brought a smile against his lips. He loved how you would somewhat grow meek at the thought of marrying him — he knew you wanted to do it.

"I know you will, my love. Speaking in a quiet tone won't save you. I'll be sure to slip a proper ring on your finger, soon. I love you, let me kiss you. I want to see your beautiful face." Eren feels as you pull away from his chest, allowing you to press your lips against his.

He couldn't help but allow himself to steal a few more kisses from you, also wiping an astray tear of yours that fell from those beautiful eyes of yours. Eyes that allowed eternal peace to flood his system that was heavily based upon you; he was always clearing your tears. He watches as you meekly smile at his kisses, attempting to keep your towel in place, as he dips you down, making sure his broad towel rested snug against his waist.

"You always do. I know you're overthinking what you should wear, don't worry, my ma bought you clothes. I warned her the day before to stock up on clothes, just for you. I didn't want any inconveniences to occur. I asked her two days ago, it seems she had sorted it out." You watch as his eyes grow more illuminated at your words; he's infatuated with the thoughtfulness manner you always wielded.

"Thank you. If I didn't have any clothes, I would have stayed here, naked, with you. But, your mum is so sweet. Your mum is so nice to me. She reminds me of one of those women you see when you're younger, and they offer you sweets and stuff. I'm happy my mother-in-law is going to be a lovely woman." Eren speaks, allowing you to settle yourself on the bed, as he elaborates, his eyes glowering with gentleness as he spoke about your mother with such care.

"My mum is that type of lady. She really does like you, Eren. She even did the cheek pinching thing. She values you, a lot." You speak, observing as he made his way over to your drawer, eagerly glancing at the large bag that rested with an outfit within it. He allows himself to glance back at you, gently smiling. He trailed his way over to you, observing as you allowed your eyes to trail down his v-line.

"I think the clothes are nice. Eyes up here, my love. What are you deciding to wear?" Eren questions, observing as you shy away at his words, only to feel as he settled his broad body next to your own. He allows you to settle your head upon the slickness of his shoulder.

"Whatever. I don't mind what I wear, but it's cold outside, so I'll chill with the crop tops and everything. Anyway, I've noticed some differences about me, I don't like it." You glimpse into the softness, behind the versatile hues within his eyes, your lips robust against your teeth. You couldn't help but slyly begin to chew upon your lip.

"What type of changes? Explain to me, my love. I want to know what it is you feel like." Eren observes as you allow your towel to rest in a flimsy manner, your eyes sullenly meeting with his own.

"I just feel like I'm hyper-aware with myself. I just notice every detail and I hate it. Don't get me wrong, I'm learning to love myself, and I love myself a lot now. But, I just don't like how hyper-aware I'm becoming. I like it, but I hate it." You allow your hand to cup his cheek as he glances at you, entwining his arms around your waist, gentleness running within his movements. He was always so gentle to you; you treasured this factor with ease. Sometimes, you required reassurance, though such a thing was somewhat rare now — you were so comfortable with him.

"Focus on the positive factor of this, my love. Though you're becoming hyper-aware, you are still able to detect everything, whether it's good or bad. It may take some time to adjust to feeling like this, but I promise it's okay to feel like this, Y/n. Just don't overthink it, I love you. Take your time with your thoughts, don't try to reason with them at once." Eren assures you, feeling as you succumbed to his touch, your brows furrowing at you were so close to being set to tears.

"I love you, Eren. I think this is the first time I have ever experienced this feeling with you, the hyper-awareness. The last time I talked about it, I got abused." You chuckle at your words, causing Eren to glance at you with sullen eyes, unable to reason with how you perceived that as a joke. He knew the faux joke you told hurt.

"Talk all you want, no one will ever lay a finger on you. I will make sure no one will anyway, or they can die. I mean it, come here, I don't want you crying over a guy who has no control over you anymore, you are free. What that man did to you, doesn't define how much of a beautiful person you have become. I know I can't take your pain away, but I'll kiss it all better for you. I'll make you fully get used to all my compliments, you're like ninety-nine per cent sure I mean it, but there's still one per cent." Eren feels as you begin to softly cry at his words, grasping onto his waist as you allowed tears to steer down your face.

"I feel free now. I may still have PTSD from everything, but I feel like he doesn't have a severe amount of control over my body language with you. I just feel so comfortable with you, I always just have, I don't know why I did, all when I met you the first time." You confess, feeling as he soothed you, listening to your soft sniffles as you sat there, feeling heavily emotional at the words he had spewed.

"I can't explain that, nor do I know the reason behind that. I just feel so comfortable with you, too. I just allowed myself to blindly engage with you, when we first met. My body and mind just wanted to engage with you, I just felt safe." Eren feels as your cries soften, reducing a drastic amount as you held onto the side of his, burying your head against his shoulder.

"I somewhat felt like that when you allowed yourself to be vulnerable around me. I just needed to see you vulnerable, to comprehend that you were willing to show me that side of you. I couldn't help but feel extremely safe with you when you cried because a lot of men are afraid to just cry. And, you were still such a gentleman after." You allow yourself to stand, gesturing your way over to your drawers to find clothes to sport for such a windy day.

"I'll always be vulnerable around you. I can be authentic with you whoever. Now, let's get changed. I can hear your stomach rumbling and everything, too bad I can't make breakfast in bed." He attentively speaks as you settle your selected outfit upon the bed, pressing a kiss upon his lips before you observe as he unravels the gift. He releases a pair of boxers from the ample bag, placing them upon the bed as his other clothing pieces. It seemed as if your mother had some for strands of different clothing, gifting such a thing to Eren.

"I treasure that. I'll miss not having breakfast in bed with you. Let's get dressed and head downstairs." You feel as Eren closes in on you, his hands resting against you as he restricted you, placing dozens of kisses upon your head, leaving you to gentle laugh at his gesture.

"I need to get a big plaster downstairs after we get changed. I used to jokingly use the massive seal thing, never knew I would have to use it for real this time." You tease, allowing your navy-blue towel to settle on the bed as you stood nude in front of him, only to feel as he allowed his towel to drop, gifting you the sight of his large dick — you wanted to fuck him.

"Be quick, my love. I can't wait to take you to the amusement park." Eren speaks, feeling as you pulled his naked self into a hug, allowing your nakedness to entwine. You felt his, now hard, dick pressed against your stomach, causing you to glimpse at him with a tainted breathing pattern. You couldn't fuck him again, even if it was so hard to pull away.

"You're always hard, Eren. If I wasn't fucked by you yesterday, I would have gladly fucked you right now. But, I have got to rest. Give it a few days and we can go for hours, Eren." You speak, allowing his dick to somewhat rest against your stomach, only for you to allow your hand to rest upon it.

"I know you have to rest, we fucked yesterday and five times the day before. I don't want to tire you, even more. But, you're so horny twenty-four-seven. If I haven't fucked you, at least once in a week, you're getting off at the thought of me." You find yourself planting a kiss upon Eren's lips, slyly stroking his dick as he deeply spoke, infatuated with the gentle movements you tested on him.

"I admit that I'm horny, because of you. But, do not act as if you don't cum so fast when I moan. Enough sensual talk, you're just going to have to deal with your erection." You palm him once more, listening to his gentle whimpers as he curled into the moves synced with him pathetically bucking his hips to meet the rhythm of your fingers.

"You're so harsh, my love. Give me a few minutes, I'll be done before or after you finish changing." You allow your hand to pull away from his dick, only before you gifted him a single kiss, gentle with him.

"Hey, I'm not harsh! I'm just trying to prioritise my legs for the day. Enjoy, my dear." You listen as he chuckles, making his way to the bathroom before you allowed yourself to turn, only to face the clothes you had settled onto the bed.

"I want to wear a dress. No, I want to wear these jeans," You say, only to grab the baggy jeans and white jumper, unable to willingly wear a dress in this weather. Besides, you didn't yearn for your baby-blue dress to ride up on the ride — it wasn't a dream of yours. Plus, this whole outing was set to be a casual thing.

"Wear whatever, don't overthink it!" Eren calmly exclaims from the bathroom, causing you to gently smile at his words, so smitten over the words of input he gave.

"I won't overthink it, but baby blue is my colour," You speak, placing your underwear on, allowing it to smooth against your hips, melting to form a perfect shape.

"Everything is your colour, especially green. It doesn't matter what you wear, you'll look gorgeous, regardless, my love." Eren's words cause your heart to grow flustered in such a loving way, heavily leaving you grinning at his always sweet words.

"I love you so much. I'm wearing the jeans and the top, I don't think I can handle my dress riding up." You chuckle at your words, slipping on a black bra as you allowed yourself to settle in the rest of your outfit, as the two of you spoke back and forth.

"I wouldn't mind that at all, you in a dress is amazing. I love you, too." Eren notes, his tone dying down as he remains pleasing himself, attempting to remain in tune with the conversation. His hand always worked wonders, but you did it much better than he did — you always had.

"Thank you, Eren. I'll be back soon," You desired to set your gaze upon your outfit, but you were too scared to see your scar in the mirror — you hated the scar with a passion. It was just so ample and noticeable. You just hated it.

"Be quick, I want a hug from you, only after I'm done," Eren spews from afar, only for you to smile at his words before approaching the bedroom door, and unlocking it. You were scared to go out without a plaster, but as long as nobody saw you, you were set to be okay. Eren was the only person who was allowed to see your large scars, no one else.

"I'll be quick," Happy, you gleefully leave your room, closing the large door as you quickly jogged your way over to the large stairs, on alert for any other nearby presences.

Not a single person remains in sight, so you slow down partially, making your way down the stairs in glee. You survey the area for the kitchen and you weren't able to pick up on sound. In honesty, you weren't sure why you were so worried, despite being aware that nobody, except your sister, was set to be up at this hour. But, hence this factor, you remained fearful for anyone potentially seeing such large scars.

You allow yourself in the main kitchen, being rather eager to search every nook and cranny of the place, hopeful for the kitchen layout to be the same as before. As if it wasn't, you weren't sure what you were going to do. You were worried about spending too much time here, especially since many were set to be up soon.

You scan the medical cabinet, not discovering the large plasters. You feel yourself desire to crumble to the floor in tears; you just couldn't help but feel so scared to stay any longer. Nobody deserved to see the only somewhat ugly aspect of you: the stupid scars on your neck.

"I fucking hate this shit. Where is it?!" You couldn't help but feel yourself panic. Panic for not being able to find such a simple thing. Everything in your childhood home was in place, so why weren't the large plasters in place?

You place everything in the cabinet back, attempting to leave the kitchen so you were able to reach the other one attached to the dining room. You held back your tears, slowly walking your way over to the second kitchen, only for a sound to infiltrate your ears. As you journeyed, you heard the gentle sounds of laughter, the nostalgic smell of soft food, and the sight of light brimming within your view sight. You knew you had to at least be sly, as they were all in the dining room, which you honestly found surprising.

You slowly snuck into the kitchen, only to hear your sister's voice from nearby, causing you to somewhat pause, afraid of her discovering you. You head deeper inside of the ample kitchen, being rather quiet as you approached the cabinets, slowly searching each one, cussing to yourself as you weren't finding it at a pace you had set. You felt yourself grow tenser at the closeness of your sister's tone — you couldn't help but remain frozen in the spot.

Running was a favourable option of yours. But not once was that possible, as when your eyes shifted, you were met with the dismal sight of your sister and husband, their daughter at hand. "Y/n, what are you doing here?"

"Nothing, is something up?" You use your free hand to slightly try to cover your almost-fully healed scars, opening cabinets and rummaging through them, attempting to resist the urge to panic there; fear overwhelmed you.

"What are you looking for, Y/n?" Amēre utters, placing her daughter within her husband's arms as she attempts to close in on you, rather curious to what it was you sought for at this time. She allows herself to settle a little closer to you, her eyes creasing at how unattached to the reality you were.

"Nothing, leave me alone," You murmur, only to feel as she came closer to you, her breathing now noticeable nearby you. You place some space between the both of you, only to feel as she tugged on your hand, causing your scars to remain prominent against her eyes. She halted, her husband turning away in discomfort, shielding his daughter's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. I didn't mean... to do that. I just thought you were doing something else," Anger writhes through you, causing you to remain embedded within the spot, glancing at her wide eyes built-in with sorrow. You knew Amēre thought your scars were rather vivid; you had seen this look before when you showed her something ugly.

"It's ugly, isn't it? Tell me, is it ugly?" Amēre had nothing to say as you held onto the large plasters. Your glassy eyes hold not an ounce of emotion as you only stared. Stared at the pitiful expression she held. She felt sorry for doing such a thing, but she was always so used to doing that to you.

"Y/n..." Her tone is far from gleeful as her husband cringes at the sight of your large wounds, shifting his gaze elsewhere. He was too nauseous at the sight.

"Leave me alone. I know it's ugly, you're even giving me that look, Amēre. Just... leave me alone." You felt yourself begin to panic, you felt as if you were small. As if you were smaller than every person who remained within this room. You wanted to cry as if you were a lone child, all as if you were the only being who remained on this tainted earth.

"It's not ugly. How dare you, Amēre? Your sister is still afraid to show her scars, yet here you are. Don't even try to use the excuse, you always do it. You knew she has scars on her neck." Your mother walks into the kitchen, leaning against the door as you remain blankly staring, unable to bring yourself to focus on a sensitive topic of yours. You fucking hated your stupid scars. They weren't like your old self-harm scars, done by yourself, it was by the very person that caused you to self-harm.

"Can we all please stop talking about my ugly scars?" You bluntly speak, shifting against the ground as you shifted the mood in the atmosphere, creating a more dull one.

"Y/n..." Your sister speaks, causing you to shift your eyes in her direction, unwilling to allow your face to display any real emotions.

"Shut up. Just shut up. You get to live with a neck that doesn't have stupid fucking scars that everyone can see. These scars are fucking obnoxious, I hate them so fucking much. You didn't have to say anything. You didn't have to move my hand. You could have played oblivious. I don't need you pitying me. I just want everyone to shut the fuck up, except you, Mama." You feel yourself begin to grow unstable with emotion, your brows now beginning to furrow as your eyes remained crazed.

"What's going on here? Tell me why Y/n about to cry? And who is it that's almost made her cry?" Eren speaks, coming from the unknown, after retracing his steps from the night before with you. He glances at you, eagerly rushing over to you, glancing at your family with a look they would all portray as murderous. The look unsettled them; they had encountered the same look the day before.

You bury yourself into his chest, unable to bring yourself to face any of them, too distraught to even attempt to allow yourself to glance at them. It was as if your worst fears were coming true: people judging your neck scars. Eren wraps his arms around you, annoyed with the silence that plagued the atmosphere. Why were they all so afraid of him? Everyone except your mother?

"It's my ugly scars. It made my sister and her stupid husband feel ill. I hate it, Eren. I just want to be able to not have people think it's ugly." You say into his chest, holding back tears as he buried you in his arms, placing a kiss upon the top of your head.

"You may think your scars are ugly, but they look so beautiful on you. I know that isn't what you want to hear, my love, but I genuinely think they're pretty. I know you may think they're ugly, but I'll make you eventually love them, in the same way I do. We'll slowly give them our own meaning. A meaning that will leave you smiling for days." Eren reassures you in a lowered tone, feeling as you held back your tears, feeling rather soothed at his words, as you always tended to feel.

"If I come to see Y/n almost cry, once more, I will not hesitate to cause hell. My love has already gone through so much. What makes you think you have the right to bring up something sensitive? The only respectable person here is Maurie." Eren holds you closer to him, soothing you as you no longer felt as if you had the mental stability you once had — you were fresh out of the hospital.

"You're going to become my son-in-law, one day. Now, who's down to have breakfast? I want my baby to have a good morning here before she goes." Your mother states, pinching your cheeks as you pull away from Eren, allowing him to rest his arms around you, all as if he was protecting you from all there was to life. He was always so protective, but it was in such a beautiful way.

"I'll gladly have breakfast, I'm hungry. I'm down for your food, Mama, it has been a while." You say, pinching her cheek before dashing away from her, only to return to Eren, burying yourself within his grasp. At that moment, you somewhat didn't care about your scars, but it was only because Eren held you.

"Before we go eat, my love, I need to cover your scars," Eren speaks, rather grateful for the fact that he had cleaned it for you with all the necessary things, earlier. He feels as you hesitantly pull away from him, handing him to plaster, only for him to apply it with precision — his lips resting in a gentle smile.

"Thank you, my dear. You know, I just love you so much. Sometimes, I wonder what I would do without you. You make me feel like me, I'm so grateful for you. Speaking like this makes my heart ache, I love you." You bury yourself into his grasp, only to shift your head up for him to settle a kiss upon your lips.

"I think the same with you, too. I love you more than life itself, my heart beats for you. Every movement, every moment, every trip we take, my heartbeat always increases at everything you do. I love you so much, Y/n." Eren places more kisses on your lips, causing your sister to groan as she received flashbacks from the two of you being rather sensual this morning.

"I feel warm now. Your words make me feel warm, they always do. I want to go eat now, I feel hungry, Eren." You speak, only for your sister to settle herself in front of you, now taking a hold of her baby from her husband, allowing him to stroll elsewhere.

"Before you eat, I need you to take care of my baby. I need to wash up, and this stupid man is more concerned about trying to fix this thing." Your sister glances at you with pleading eyes, her daughter settling her eyes upon you, only before they settled somewhat shut.

"Be lucky me and Eren used to babysit. I'm amazing at this now. But, I still don't forgive you." You chuckle, taking your niece from your sister, cradling her in a position where you were supporting her head.

Eren's eyes lit up at the sight of you cradling a baby, not a single cry apparent from the baby. You held onto her gently, listening to the gentle sounds she made before you gestured for Eren to follow you to the living room, knowing that breakfast could at least wait — your mother had received the hint from him anyway. Eren observed as you treat the baby with gentleness, being rather quick to get to the living room, so you could clean the partial bit of vomit that left her lips.

You sat down on the couch, his body resting beside your own as you used her bib to clear the vomit that left her lips. You sat your niece up, gently patting her back to stop her from choking on the reminiscence of breast milk that remained within her system. You gesture for Eren to move his body elsewhere, all so you could lay yourself down. He did so, allowing you to extend your body out as you placed your niece on your chest, gently stroking her back after you had made sure she wasn't set to at least throw up at the moment.

You listen as she stirs against you, allowing herself to grow rather comfortable as Eren sets himself in front of you, sitting on the ground, softening his features, even more, for Alia. He watches as she gently smiles at him, only for him to begin to play peek-a-boo with her, listening to how she softly laughed at how foreign he appeared to be with her. You couldn't help but feel your heart soften at how good Eren was with kids. You had both encountered children many times, but it somewhat seemed as if he had a deeper understanding than you did — even though you were also amazing with kids.

"Alia likes you, Eren!" You note, only to slightly sit yourself up with her, being careful with her as Eren continued to play peek-a-boo with her.

"Who doesn't like me?" Eren teases, observing as Alia stuck her hand out, somewhat attempting to reach over to him. Though she wasn't that old, she still had a good sense of mobility, smiling giddily at Eren.

"I don't know, but all I know is that I love you." You speak, cradling Alia as she stirred against you, yearning to somewhat fall asleep against you. You gently stroke her back, being careful with her as she yawns against you, causing you to smile at how cute she was.

"She's adorable! She's making me want a child now," You place your index finger out, only to feel as Alia grasped it, attempting to put it into her mouth — only for you to pull your finger away, chuckling.

"You're going to make the poor baby cry, my love. I'll give you children. I have a feeling you'll look pretty pregnant and everything." Eren settles himself nearby you, only to press his lips against your forehead, leaving you to smile against him.

"I just want to be a mother, settle at home with you and live life in peace. I like the idea of taking over my mother's business and settling at home with a baby, working online and everything. To me, that's just something I want to do. Everyone says explore your mid-twenties and everything, but I feel like my life has low-key settled in place. I don't need to go 'get to know myself when I've low-key found myself." You speak in a soft tone, rambling on to him as you felt Alia begin to quiet down, her movements slowly becoming limited.

"I feel the same as you. I like the idea of having a family with you, settling and taking over my dad's company. I feel like I've found myself through you, I feel like there is no purpose in attempting to party and everything like that. The only acceptable events are going out with our friends." Eren confesses, smiling as you talked to Alia, singing a lullaby your mother had once sung.

"I feel like I have everything I need in front of me. Plus, the little boy said we have a long future ahead of us. I want coffee soon, can we go on a little coffee date?" You tease Eren, only to feel as your niece fell asleep against you, leaving you in deep awe.

"I know I'm everything, my love. You're not having coffee again. The last time you had it, you were so hyper and then you fell asleep. I was the one who had to make sure you didn't accidentally kill yourself. Never again." You laugh as Eren winks at you, somewhat envious of the baby that rested upon your chest — he wanted to lay on your stomach.

"Okay, never again. But, I want to go to one of the slushy places in the amusement park. No, I just want a new plush. I can't handle a slushy, right now." Alia seems to grow giddy at your words, beating her hand against your chest, only to stop and allow her feet to rest above your stomach.

"I'll win you one. But I doubt we'll be able to go with how clingy you are with your niece." Eren speaks, watching as your niece slightly climbed on you, attempting to smother kisses on your face. You partially pull her back, being gentle to reassure her to settle back into the place she once was. You pulled faces at her, only for her to grow giddy at your gestures.

"I love my niece, Eren. Look how adorable she is, it's scary how much she looks like my sister." You utter, smiling down at the baby before you watched as he turned on the tv, going on a baby channel to play baby tv.

"She looks somewhat identical to her," Eren announces, watching as you sat up with Alia, gently patting her back as it seemed as if she still hadn't fully released all of her bodily fluids.

"She does. I'm glad she got my sister's looks and doesn't look that much like her husband. Well, she does look like her husband, but she only has his eyes, skin colour and nose, nothing else." You smile at your niece, changing your tone as Eren played baby tv, causing you to turn your niece so she would be able to watch the channel.

"Do you want me to ask your mum for breakfast? You can stay here and take care of your niece, I'll ask for breakfast." Eren questions you, placing himself beside you, as Alia attempted to extend her hand to meet him, glancing at him with a giddy smile.

"I'll eat after my sister comes back. I don't want to leave my niece with my sister's husband, I don't know what's up with the two. All I know is my sister's not happy, yet she still chooses to have children with this man." You admit to Eren, causing him to receive flashbacks to a talk his dad had with him.

In a talk where a few years ago, they attempted to convince him to marry Amilia for business benefits. He denied marriage but was forcefully made to cater to her. All he remembers from back then was having to vigorously scrub his lips, almost until they bled. A key event, of this happening, was the first time he had ever encountered you. After you left that bathroom, he left the bathroom, after somewhat shouting at Amilia, going to the boy's bathroom and scrubbing the life out of his lips, only to apply lip balm so they didn't look as fucked up as they looked in that moment.

"I don't know what to say about her situation, I don't even know your sister. The only time I knew she properly existed was yesterday." Eren admits, bringing a small bear beside you, only for you to gift it to your niece.

"Well, I haven't seen her in like three years or something, before yesterday. The last time I did see her was before she decided to move in with her husband, leaving me to deal with everything on my own. She was the shoulder I used to cry on, but I don't blame her. I was an emotional wreck, but let's not talk about this, my niece is right here." You spew, turning to press your lips against Eren's lips, smiling as he also smiled against your lips.

"I'm the shoulder you cry on, now. It must have been hard for someone to leave you at your absolute lowest, but at least you're beginning to heal." Eren kisses your forehead, being careful of the baby as he somewhat leans against you — finding peace in this position. This was something he aspired to have one day with you.

"You're my everything. I'm also the shoulder you cry on, I've always been, anyway." You feel as he leans against you, causing you to eagerly smile against him, your lips curling into a smile as you held back tears.

"Always. Your sister takes so long, I just want us to be able to eat and leave. I want to be able to go to the amusement park with you. I know it's early, but at this rate, we might not be able to go." Eren exclaims in glumness, blowing out a puff of air as he grew rather flushed at the way you turned to gift him a quick kiss.

"We're going, Eren. I'll even carry this baby with me if my sister doesn't hurry. My niece loves me. Don't you love me, Alia?" You gleefully say as you turn her, only to listen to her grow giddy against you, smiling happily at you.

"One day I might take her to an amusement park, I feel like Alia would like that, only if her mother comes." As you speak, you hear your phone ring in your pocket, causing you to glance at Eren, handing him your phone as you were rather preoccupied.

"Who is it, Eren?" You question him, only for him to furrow his brows, before his lips turn into an applaudable smile.

"It's Levi. I wonder what he wants this time. I pray he doesn't tease me, and I see he has learnt how to FaceTime! Let's see if he fits on the screen." Eren teases, causing you to laugh as he answers the call, only for the two of you to be met by the sight of Levi inside of his home. He seemed to be in your hometown, his old home.

"Levi! It's been a while! I see you're able to use FaceTime now! And, what's it you are calling me for today?" You question him, only for him to glance at you with an odd expression, wondering why you had a baby within your arms, and why Eren was still trying to kiss you in front of him.

"Eren, you're a bit too close, calm yourself. I'm sure lotus is already tired enough, Jaeger. Have you been tiring her out, physically? 'Cause mentally, I know you take care of her and physically. But still, have you been tiring her?" Levi questions, only for Eren to grow crimson at his words.

"I haven't been tiring Y/n. I take care of her and take care of her needs! I make sure she is so comfortable, Levi! If my love isn't comfortable, I won't bring myself to sleep. Her being comfortable assures I have a good day and her, too." Levi chuckles at Eren growing flustered under pressure, knowing that he was extremely overprotective over you — he wanted the absolute best for you. He knew Eren was the best for you, but he still chose to tease Eren to gain a reaction from him, as he always did.

"You're not lying, Eren. Why are you so flustered? You have to quiet down because Alia is next to you. That baby won't settle down unless you're quiet. I need to ask you both something." You chuckle at Levi's words, playing with Alia as she chuckled at the way you teased her, slightly shifting her up before placing her within your lap. Eren smiled, placing the phone in a place where Levi could see you all.

"She loves me, Levi. Ask away, as long as you're not going to throw me on the spot." Eren speaks, his eyes resting on your face as Levi speaks.

"I see you guys are in your home town, so are you willing to go to the amusement park with me, Falco, Gabi and Onyankopon? I want to see you both, again." You gawk at his words, cradling Alia as you listen to his words, somewhat shocked that he had the same plan as you.

"Eren and I were planning to go there today before we go home! I'll gladly come with you! The last time I saw Falco, and Gabi, they were nine. They've grown so much." You exclaim, only for Levi to halt at your words, confused on what it was you weren't by your first sentence.

"You and Eren live together? Since when?" Levi shifts against the phone, attempting to contain his smile at the revelation. He knew you were getting the future you had always talked about with him before the moonlight that glistened tenderly, contrasting a rapturous storm.

"Practically for months. But, we've basically moved into our own home. I'll invite you over in a few weeks, you'll love how clean it looks. But, yeah, we live together now." You explain to him, watching as he held back his smile, attempting to remain neutral.

"Moving on, are you guys willing to meet us?" You turn to the camera, gently swaying Alia before you answered. "Yeah! It's been a while since I've spoken to Gabi, Falco and Onyankopon."

"I'll see you soon, then. Tell your mother I said hi and your sister hi, too. I worry about your sister, sometimes, make sure you give her words of reassurance. And, be safe. I can't lose you, lotus." Levi speaks, his breathing rather gentle as he blankly stares at the screen, the camera slightly tilting, only revealing the top half of his face.

"I'll be sure to do so. You'll never lose me, Levi. The last time I checked, I aced martial arts classes and I have Eren. I can't get hurt if I just stay inside with him. Goodbye, Levi. We'll both see you in a few hours." You say, resisting the urge to jump in glee at the plans set in place. Levi ends the FaceTime, taking a good minute to leave the call, causing you and Eren to chuckle at this factor.

"I can't wait to go, I'm just waiting for my sister to finish, then we can eat and go. I miss Levi so much. Onyankopon's so funny, though, if I have to be honest. I still don't understand how Amēre never ended up with him, but his friend, Jonah." You say to Eren, rather confused on how such a thing occurred. She was clearly in love with Onyankopon, so why did she decide to settle with Jonah?

"Y/n! I'm back! How was it with Alia?" Your sister speaks, observing as you handled her daughter with much more precision than she always had.

"Amazing, your daughter loves me. She even took an interest in Eren and everything. He had her laughing and everything. Eren's just naturally funny, so I don't blame her." Amēre glances at you with a tired expression, the dull flame in her eyes so haste to perish with ease.

"You guys would be perfect parents. I want a niece soon. But, anyway, was that Levi I just heard?" Amēre remains in stillness, glimpsing at you as she sat beside you, tiredness plaguing her features.

"Yeah, he asked us to go to an amusement park with him. Eren and I are going with Gabi, Falco and Onyankopon." Your sister's dull flame remains and restores the beauty it once held at your last words. Her once dim eyes settled with an illuminating contrast embedded within. It was as if your gentle words held a delicate amount of impact. The sort of impact that could seal troubled burdens, or release an unsought, ablaze hell many weren't keen on allowing their presence to ever encounter.

"Onyankopon? I thought he had moved away and everything. He left almost a year ago. I didn't think, no, know he was in town." Amēre's eyes hold a dismal amount of uncertainty, placing your demeanour and thought process in a place you wouldn't deem as adequate.

"You want to come with us? You can bring Alia, too. Jonah can stay here, it's only all of us. Plus, you can regroup with Levi and his group. You can have fun, don't worry about Jonah, I'll handle him." Amēre settles at your words, taking in a deep breath as she moulded into an atmosphere that held equanimity. She was grateful for the eagerness you had for her to pursue something that was heavily beneficial for herself.

"I'll go with you. It's been a while since I've been allowed to go outside, just bring me back at a certain time. Promise you will, Y/n?" You hold onto her beautiful baby for longer, realising she wasn't currently in the state to cater to her child. You guessed Jonah was the one responsible for the crumbling of her mellow demeanour.

"I promise I will. Plus, I think you'll be able to have fun. I got Alia for you, anyway. So does Levi. You can have fun, I'll cover for you." You assure her, patting her back as Eren slips your phone back into your pocket.

"Can Eren hold Alia? I want to hug you, Y/n. I'm just so sorry for not doing enough for you." Amēre glances at you, only for Eren to settle at the words she spoke of, gladly whispering a gentle yes to you — happy that you were able to amend the tainted ties you held with your sister.

"I'll hold Alia. The two of you should hug it out, I'll take care of her." Eren assures the both of you, only to feel as you placed Alia in his arms, pressing a kiss upon his forehead.

Alia was set to cry within his arms, only for him to sing a lulling lullaby his mother had sung to him as a baby and as a child. Alia settles within Eren's arms, moulding into the warmth he provided as you and Amēre both stood up. Eren gently cradled Alia, tenderly singing a lullaby that somewhat lulled her to sleep. You felt your heart warm at the sight as Eren continued to tend to her, adjusting her bib. She widened her mouth, a sample of breast milk spilling from her lips, causing Eren to quickly clean the sample, sitting Alia up and patting her back.

"I'm sorry for not being able to see the beautiful woman you're becoming. I'm sorry for not being able to stick up for you against my husband. I'm sorry for not being able to see you in the hospital. I'm sorry for letting Jonah dictate my life. I'm sorry for not taking the advice you had given to me." Amēre speaks, causing you to hold back your tears as she does, too, so desperate to not stain your outfit with sullen tears.

"It's not your fault if he attempted to take control of your life. Just try to learn to better yourself, I'll gladly say a few words. But even if I say a few words, it will still cause conflict. Amēre, stay safe. But, for now, let's go to an amusement park." You utter, allowing your limbs to entwine beautifully with her own as she suppressed the harshness of her beating tears, holding onto your body with a gentle, yet harsh tightness.

"I want to have breakfast first, Eren. I'm hungry, I haven't eaten since yesterday." You add on, pulling away from your sister as you held your stomach, groaning at the intensity of your hunger — fending for the kitchen as you left Eren with Alia.

"Y/n, I can't believe you left me behind. I thought taking care of Alia was a team effort?" Eren allows his tone to increase with playfulness as you halt, dipping down to place a kiss upon his lips before you take your niece from his arms, resting her within yours. You soothe her cries as she felt rather lost from departing from Eren's arms.

"I'm going to be taking care of her at the amusement park, don't worry. But, I guess I'll give you some space, Amēre. You have the day to practically clear your mind with us and Levi's squad, too. So, feel free to be baby-free for the day." Amēre feels herself partially crumble at the caring nature of yours that always seems to protrude in unfathomable periods.

"Thank you. Y/n. I would give you a manual guide, but it seems as if you already know what you're doing. Is there anything you can't do?" Your sister murmurs, glancing at the sight of you and Eren with her child. A part of her yearned for her child to forever settle with the two of you, but that was such a selfish aspiration to wield.

"Waking up early in the morning without Eren beside me. That's something I can't do." Eren finds serenity in your words, his cheeks tinting a tender crimson. He presses a kiss upon your forehead, envious of the baby who remained so giddy against you, somewhat dismissing her mother's presence.

"I've experienced that first hand. I don't want to see that ever again. If birth control and plan b didn't exist, you guys would be a family of twenty." You groan at your sister's words, lightly swaying Alia as Eren plants a dozen of kisses on your forehead, feeling somewhat deprived of the lack of touch he was getting from you.

"A family of twenty isn't for me. I just need Eren, that's all," You note to your sister, feeling as Eren attempted to place himself behind you, his hands resting on your waist, only for your niece to profusely swat him away.

"Yeah, I'm all you need. Alia doesn't seem to want me near you, she's jealous of me." Alia prods at Eren's face, booping his nose. Eren backs away, feeding into a sense of false shock, causing her to get giddy at his playful games.

"She's in love with me, Eren. She loves me so much, she doesn't want her almost-uncle to come in between her and me," Alia grows somewhat angry at Eren, placing her hand on his face and pushing him away. She attempted to close her eyes against you, reopening them to scout for his presence.

"Well, I love you more. So one of us had to go. Who is it, Y/n? Baby or me?" Eren teases, causing you to chuckle as Alia partially pushes him away, only to gift him a gentle smile.

"I choose the both of you. You know I'm indecisive and I have enough room in my heart for both of you." Eren plays into your words, his next words plaguing your lips with silence.

"And you have enough room to fit me inside of you." You halt at his words, feeling your breathing halt momentarily at the seductiveness of his gentle tone. It left you desperate for a gentle kiss from Eren, but Alia prohibited Eren from being gifted his kiss from you.

"I do, Eren. You're the one who knows that part of me extremely well. I can't wait to go home soon, I miss cuddling with you, Eren." You feel as Alia desires to change her position, glancing over your shoulder at Eren. She allows her hands to clap as Eren inches himself closer to her, allowing her to squash his cheeks. She looks rather gleeful at the gesture, inching closer to Eren with unfathomable excitement.

"I'll hold you for as long as you want. I want to get food for us, for home. I want to cook for you, my love. I want to attempt to make cultural food for you. I just want to recreate the light in your eyes as you ate it. I would sell my arm to see that expression on your face, again." Eren notes to you, settling a kiss upon the top of your head as Alia was off guard, babbling before she gifted him a mean look.

"Stop, that's cute, Eren. The littlest things you do are so adorable, I love you." You speak against him, observing as he teased Alia from above your head. It seemed Alia loved him, growing mildly glum at the fact that his presence was fated to fade in again.

"I love you, too. The littlest things make your day, that's why I love doing them." He kisses the top of your head, once more, listening as your sister sighed at the love that is emitted from the both of you. She couldn't help but find herself wanting to truly tear up. Love travelled and came to others in different forms, but such a thing travelled with disdain and came to her with such brokenness.

"You make me so happy, Eren. If I wasn't holding Alia, I would be at least cuddling with you. I miss being in your arms, it has only been like less than twenty minutes." You note, smiling down at Alia as she grew giddy at your smile, shifting around as you spoke to her in baby lingo.

"And you call me extremely clingy? You whine anytime I leave to go to the bathroom for five minutes." You gasp at his words, leaning against him in slight disbelief.

"Yes, you are! I could be laying for a slip second and you'll place yourself on top of me, burying me into your arms for hours. The moment I get in your arms, we always stay like that for years practically. I enjoy it a lot, but you're the one who established the contact before me." Eren finds himself growing warm at your words, chuckling against the top of your head. He held your waist, his hands running along your supple stomach.

"Okay, you have made your point. I admit to being more clingier, but I just love being buried within your arms, or you in my arms, that's just how it's supposed to be, my love." Eren continued to place kisses on the top of your head, listening to how you laughed at his soft gestures, only to attempt to tickle you.

"Hey, hey! The baby, be careful, Eren. Let's go to the dining room and give Amēre space. She needs it, she looks tired as hell. Amēre, go nap and then get fully ready. I want you to be less stressed today, I got your baby for you. This is a baby-free day for you." You assure her, observing as she rubbed her eyes, thanking you before making her way out of the room, trusting you with her baby.

You and Eren journeyed your way over to the dining room, so heavily tempted to head back to the living room as Alia's confirmed source of comfort remained: baby tv. She remained babbling against your chest, her eyes cosied on Eren's face as she remained attempting to reach back to him, desperate for him to continue in the peek-a-boo game they had both played.

Eren remained beside you, careful for Alia to not attempt to tug at his shirt to bring him closer to her than before. He couldn't help but stick his tongue out at her, partially entertaining her before spewing compliments to you.

"You look beautiful, my love. The fact that I can't kiss you is honestly killing me." Eren utters, observing as you caved into his straight-forward compliment, your lips curling into a smile as you set your eyes upon his.

"You have to wait until we get home. I'm little Alia's aunt, we'll both be taking care of her. We have to be platonic today, I still don't know how to cope with that." You tease him, observing as he frowned at the fact that Alia was bound to get more attention than he was to receive from you.

"No random kisses? I can't just kiss you?" He speaks in a partially sullen tone, only to feel as you leaned in and planted a kiss upon his lips, relieving the sadness that plagued him. He wasn't himself when you were unable to spoon-feed him the affection he yearned for from you. The affection you would gift him twenty-four-seven, as he did to you.

"No promises. I already broke it," You spoke, set to lean in once more before Alia planted her hand over your lips, smiling as Eren made space in neediness.

"Good, because I need to give you my love. Only I get your love, nobody else." Eren counters, glancing at Alia with narrowed eyes as he planted his ample hand against your lower back, soothing the subtle back pains you forcefully wielded.

"If we were to have kids? I doubt you would be able to cope with the fact that I would have to pay attention to them." Eren shies away at your words, hyper-aware of the fact that he would yearn to sever the amount of time between the both of you — all so you were free and embedded within his own luxe company.

"We're parenting together. I'll have sleepless nights, not you. I would have to reason with our child for you, no mini-me is fighting for you. You're my love, not their love." He speaks, his lips on the gracefulness of your forehead. He spoke with tenderness, his eyes illuminated with a delectable fondness as he elaborated to you.

"No, we'll both have sleepless nights. But, I'll take up that offer. I just know if we did have kids, our children would inherit your clinginess. You would be fighting for days because I know your potential mini-me would fight you for trying to kiss me. Imagining this is so cute." You observe as a blush becomes so opulent against his cheeks, leaving you flustered at the beauty of his gentleness and how transparent and direct he presented himself to be.

"I know they would. But, I'm your first love. No mini-us would be here without the both of us. So, I should get more kisses. Maybe I should stock up on them now?" Eren's last words cause you to shy away, showing a rather apparent aspiration of his: have a child with you. You were able to tell he had baby fever; it was extraordinarily obvious to you.

"Start stocking up on them now. Alia seems to want to take up all of my attention, she'll get it for now. I'm kind of scared to leave Amēre on her own, I just don't trust her with him. I'm worried, Eren." You feel yourself begin to falter from the lack of security in your sister's safety and Alia's. You weren't able to feel safe with the fact that your sister may have been going through what you had once gone through.

"Just remember we can come over to her whenever. Offer to see her frequently and everything, I'll back you. Just don't stress about it, we'll make sure she's okay," Eren speaks, kissing your forehead as Alia attempted to prod him away. You couldn't help but settle against his words, rather assured with the gentleness of them.

"Thank you, Eren. We need to eat now, I'll take care of Alia while Amēre rests, she doesn't look as if she's in the right state of mind. Sorry for almost crying, I don't want to ruin your shirt even more." You utter in a gentle tone, glancing at him with teary eyes. The two of you both halted, allowing him time to press a kiss upon your forehead.

"Don't apologise for almost crying, you're allowed to cry. My shirts are built for your tears, it's okay to be emotional like this. This is your sister you're talking about. So, if you feel like it, just cry it all out." Eren assures you, stealing a few kisses from you as Alia yawned, unable to process his presence within the moment.

"Can I have a thousand kisses from you later?" You question, almost in pathetic tears as he glanced into your eyes with a loving expression, making sure not an ounce of tension lingered within you.

"Always. I'll give you ten thousand, anything for you, my love. I love you so much, you're honestly so strong. Your tears don't define your progress. The fact that you cry for others, too, and always worry is amazing." Eren allows his lips to find your own as Alia remained yawning, being swayed by you as Eren desperately allowed his lips to meet your own, his loving clinginess never failing to subside.

"I love you, Eren. I don't want to ruin my lashes, this mascara's too good. Hey, can I ask you one question, Eren?" You speak in amusement, carefully swaying Alia as her eyes slowly began to settle shut against you as you whispered.

"Always, what is my love?" He implores, his fingers finding the corner of your lips to clear some of the gloss that smeared — at least now your lipstick never once transferred on his lips. Even if they did, they were a solacing mark of you upon him — he loved it.

"Are you sure you're okay with mascara trickling down your shirt? I mean you don't have to allow me, I, you—"

"Yes, I'm one-hundred per cent sure. My shirts are your tear collector. Like yours are to me. If you want to cry at any point, just do it. Don't bottle anything up, it's not good for you." Eren notes, his hand resting on your cheek as Alia begins to stir somewhat awake, her hand now pressing against the side of Eren's hand. Such a thing made Eren's hand look as if it was a large land, a far from ample dot splayed upon it.

"I'm not going to cry, don't make me cry! I love you so much," You speak with confidence, feeling as he stole another kiss from you, journeying beside you as you, he and Alia journeyed inside of the dining room, only for Jonah to glance at the three of you, unable to bring himself to care about the fact that you were cradling his child.

"So how's it with little Alia? I see she loves you, baby." Your mother approaches the both of you, subtly pinching your cheek before she pinched Eren's, only to focus her gaze on Alia as she smiled. You chuckle as Eren huffs his cheeks, rather embarrassed at how freely your mother pinched his cheek. It reminded him of the first time he had met her, before you and him, as children, were made to spend the majority of your ample time with Levi.

"She does. She even loves Eren. Poor girl almost cried when Eren stopped playing peek-a-boo with her, she even tried to reach out for him as he sat beside me. I'm convinced it's how soft Eren can look, only when he wants to look it." You tease, shifting your body sideways to pinch his cheek. You momentarily supported Alia with one arm, only to readjust it as Eren planted a kiss on your forehead, heavily smiling at your gesture.

"I don't look soft! You look soft, your features. You're no longer tense like you used to be, my love. To me, you're glowing," Eren speaks, leaning closer to you and Alia as he whispered the last part to you.

He remained listening to how your mother chuckled at the cuteness of the compliments he would always spew, regardless of the moment. She could truly tell he was heavily in love. The type of love where not even death could sever the ties you both held. She felt it, felt it within her soul that you and Eren were bound to find each other in whatever universe you were both set to occupy. It was a love she and your father held.

"I am? Maybe it's because I'm extremely happy with you?" You note, bringing yourself somewhat closer to him as he settled his lips against your own. Somewhat afraid to continue as your mother kissed her teeth, her arms overlapping as she glanced at the both of you, pretending glee didn't plague her within such a beautiful moment.

"No maybe, it's the truth. I love moments like this, let's enjoy the peace while it lasts." Eren teases, pressing his lips against yours as Alia now began to sleep in your arms. A gentle yawn of hers causes the two of you to pull away in admiration.

"She's so adorable. She's so little, yet I'm so proud of her. I just know little Alia is going to take the world by storm. I love my niece." You chuckle as she clings her hand around your finger, opening a single eye to glance at Eren. He couldn't help but smile gently at her, observing as she desired to rest between the both of you.

"I know my baby is, where's Amēre?" Your mother glances around the room, rather confused upon why her older daughter didn't linger within the room — such confusion grasped upon her being.

"Resting upstairs, I'm taking care of Alia for the day, after Amēre wakes up. We're all going out together, mama," You gentle rock Alia as you stand, feeling as Eren rested against you, allowing himself to support your stance as you spoke to your mother, allowing him to settle kisses upon your neck.

"Amēre's going out? I don't remember her saying she was going out. She was supposed to go home with Alia while I sort out a few business affairs." Jonah speaks, causing the tension in the room to arise at the unverified words he had spewed.

"She changed her mind, she's coming with us. She, Alia and Eren and I are just going with Levi. You can go sort out your business affairs, we're taking care of Alia with Amēre." You observe as he grows partially angered, only for you to shift your demeanour elsewhere. Mainly unable to bring yourself to solely focus on him, only the feeling of Eren resting against you, gifting you gentle compliments.

"She can't just leave to go with you guys. She hasn't discussed this with me first, it's not like she can go now." Jonah speaks, his words causing you to somewhat glance at him with horror, unable to bring yourself to communicate with him further as you were beginning to get flashbacks over his extremely hostile behaviour.

"But she has Alia, remember? You wanted to leave her home to attend to business affairs, so it doesn't matter. Plus, who do you think you are? Do you see her telling you to get your ass back, acting as if you belong to her? No. She's her own person, and she's allowed to do whatever." Jonah finds himself rather angry at the power you attempted to attain.

"Don't try to smart mouth me. What do you know about your sister and me? Sometimes, I don't understand your problem. All you ever fucking do is interfere. You can't even do shit for yourself, now I fucking know why that bitch fucking put you in an unresponsive state. It's because no one can fucking stand you, no one fucking loves you." You halt at his words, your lips parted as he raised his voice.

This caused you to pass Alia to Eren as you approached him, your eyes crazed as he allowed himself to resume. Eren was rather swift with discovering your mother, leaving her to gesture for him to remain to hold Alia. Such a thing forced him to allow the situation to play out. He was forced to listen to you attempt to endure what it was that pained you deeply.

"That stupid scar on your neck. The stupidness of you when you had your first boyfriend. Do you want to act tough now as if you weren't fucking attempting to endure the bruises, the cuts, the scars he gave you? You can cover it all up with a fucking scarf, but remember, he was the one who did that to you." You couldn't help but cover your ears, your breathing rather shaky as your eyes remained clouded with tears.

"No! Who the fuck do you think you are? Who the fuck do you fucking think you are? I fucking dare you, say that shit, again!" You scream, your eyes frantic as he glanced at you with an angered expression. His hands mimick the gestures you would make the moment you were once attempting to shield yourself from Brandon.

"His actions forever live on your body," You scream at his words, once more, moving with swiftness as you allowed your fist to connect with his face, somewhat knocking him to the ground. You allowed yourself to continue hauling punches to his face as he gasped for air.

"Take that fucking back. Take that fucking back, Jonah. Take that fucking back or I'll fucking kill you right now. I will fucking kill you." You feel as tears continued to stream down your face as blood coats your knuckles; you drive your first deeper into his face.

"Take it fucking back, Jonah. The only person whose actions will forever live on my body is Eren. He's the only man I deem as the first man who loves me, he loves me so deeply. I fucking love Eren so much it hurts. He loves me so much it hurts him, too. Take it fucking back, take it fucking back. Just fucking take it back," You scream, continuously punching his face as he coughed.

His face is somewhat disfigured as you continuously screamed, causing Eren to attempt to soothe Alia in tears — your mother was forcing him into listening to your sullen cries. He so badly wanted to bring you within his arms. He didn't want to listen to this all, he wanted to be able to hold you.

"Maurie, let me out! Take Alia. Why the hell have you locked me in here? Why the hell won't you let me out? Just please, let me get to my wife. Please, I'm pleading with you." Eren allows himself to cry, to grow extremely vulnerable as he couldn't bring himself to listen to your screams as you continued to beat his face in. He couldn't endure such a thing. He couldn't understand why your mother was letting such a thing occur. The silence was her serenity.

"Fucking repeat it, Jonah. Repeat my words that only Eren is the person who truly loves me. That Eren is the only fucking person in the world who is my soulmate. I would go to hell and back for that man as he would for me. How dare you fucking miscredit him? He is the most special person to ever exist. He is the only fucking person who has ever touched my body. He's the only person who had ever taken care of me." You continued to heavily punch his arms as he coughs out blood, his body jerking as you continuously hit him.

"He's the only person that ever touched my body. Eren, fucking Jaeger. The man whose surname I'll be fucking taking one day. The man who has treated me with no more than love and respect. He's the man who has turned my scars into something lovable. He's the man who soothes me through my panic attacks." You gasp as you sniffle, listening to as he groaned in pain from the intensity of your punches.

"He's the only man who will ever fucking touch my body. He's the only man I will ever gift my all to. He's the only man I will ever give all my unconditional love to. He's the man that will forever be the man that I love more than life in itself. He's the first person who has ever touched me, don't fucking say that. Eren is the only man who will fucking touch my body, love on my body, rest on my body. He will forever be the first man who has ever touched me." You let out a load wretched cry as you continue to drive your hands through his arms, listening to the severing of his bones as he tiredly screams.

"Say it. Say it that Eren Jaeger is the only fucking man who had ever touched my body. The only man I will rest beside until I die, as he will, too. Just say it, say it, Jonah. That Eren is the man that I would kiss a million poisonous snakes for." You snap out of your murderous trance, glancing down at the blood sight in front of you.

He glances through barely responsive eyes as you breathe heavily, smearing an ounce of his blood against your cheek as you glanced down.

"You can't say anything because you're pathetic. Just know, whatever business you have with Amēre, even though you guys are married isn't real. Stop projecting onto me because you aren't loveable. Stop projecting onto me because you don't have someone willing to give a kidney and their organs for you. Unlike you, Eren and I will live a long and happy life and I will fucking have his children, live long and beat your sorry ass how times I have to." You speak, getting up before you kicked him against his ribs, causing him to groan.

"Eren Jaeger's the first man who has ever touched you," Jonah speaks, chuckling before he allows himself to fall out of consciousness as you heavily breathe, finding solace in his words.

"Eren Jaeger is the first man who ever touched me. The first man who truly made my body feel like my own, I love him more than life in itself. He's perfection." You feel yourself calm as you glance at your bloody knuckles, chuckling as you oddly felt somewhat relieved. As you had finally felt grateful for being able to deeply release the dormant parts of your temporary sadness.

"Let me get to her, Maurie. I can't believe you would do this to your daughter, this heavily hurts her. I don't want to hear her suffer anymore, I just don't want to." Eren grits his teeth, gentle swaying the baby as he attempted to calm his panic attack, unable to rest without you with him — he just wanted to be let out.

"It has been years since Jonah has been like this to Y/n. All these small remarks, led to large ones, knowing she once wasn't going to defend herself. It seems you have heavily changed my daughter for the good, thank you, Eren," Eren cradles Alia, singing a gentle song to soothe her cries as he partially began to block out her words, listening as Alia's cries now became faint. He had fully lulled her into peace, his eyes tinted with tender tears.

"I just want to see my love. So traumatising her so she could fight him is a better way than letting me be with her? He said extremely harmful shit to her, and you make me stand here, locked in the room to listen to the cries of her I spent every day preventing? The cries I lowered a large level? It wasn't you who spent sleepless nights, hoping she would be able to sleep comfortably. It was me. How could you do that as a mother?" Eren asks Maurie, his eyes rather startling as he allows himself to slightly remain calm. She remains guilty, unable to discuss the factor.

"I'm sorry, Eren. I just wanted her to get a good beating out of him," She speaks, glancing at him tending to Alia, assuring himself that she wasn't set to wake up, once more.

"Even if she has, his words might stick with her. It won't be you soothing her and helping her overcome her thoughts, her fears, pulling her out of her comfort zone. It will be me, as I've always done. You're thinking about now, not after we leave and settle for the night. She's still recovering and you just allow her to fight him?" Eren speaks in a calm tone, pleading for her to open the kitchen door. He only attempted to keep his calm as he held great respect for you, as you had informed him to never get on your mother's bad side.

"I'm sorry, Eren. Just go to her," Maurie opens the door, being gifted Alia by Eren. He journeys over to you with tears pelting down his face, at the sight of you resting on your butt as you buried yourself within your arms, profusely crying over the words he had spewed.

"Y/n, come here," Eren rushes over to you, allowing himself to bend down to your level as he brought you into a hug, holding you within his arms as you both cry, unable to bring yourselves to say a lot in a situation like this.

"I feel somewhat relieved that I beat the shit out of him, Eren. Although my knuckles are fucked, it was worth it. Can we just leave? I don't think I want to come back here for at least another year. I just want to go with you, just spend every second with you." You admit, your tears staining his shirt as you rested your hands against his back, unwillingly allowing the blood of Jonah to rest against the back of his shirt.

"Are you sure you're okay, my love? I don't want to have you hurt. I want you to be able to enjoy the amusement park. I love you so much, never forget that. I'm the first-ever person who touched you, no other bitch." You find yourself smiling at the words he would also be so keen to gift to him; you loved him so much.

"Yes, you're the first person who has ever touched me, Eren. I'm just sorry for worrying you, this still affects me. I just hate when other people, but you, know. I don't want it to be used as a weakness, I just want people to solely register the fact that I'm set to settle down with you." You cry into his shirt, your cries loud as he kissed above your head, allowing himself to also cry as he couldn't handle seeing you in pain — no amount of vengeance was worth this.

"Don't apologise for worrying me, I know this still affects you. We're building around it, my love. No one can decide what happens except you. I'm pretty sure everyone will register the fact that you're set to settle down with me, our rings aren't for nothing. You'll marry me, I promise. I'll fully give you the life we currently have. Every day at our home will be a quiet day. I'll take you to a food court later, you deserve it, my love." Eren assures you, holding onto you tighter as he now sat down in front of you, as you did, too, staring into his eyes.

"I can sense quiet days are nearby. Thank you for the assurance, Eren. Can I kiss you, even though I'm covered in blood?" Eren chuckles at your words, glancing into your eyes, observing as the light became extremely prominent as his presence lingered perched in front of you.

"Always. We have to both take a shower, though. I can tell you've stained my shirt with his and your knuckle blood. Let me clean up your knuckles, I need to bandage them for you and everything." Eren speaks, allowing himself to stand. He also took hold of your hand, guiding you up with steadiness as you both headed towards the granite counter.

"I'll be sure to take a shower and change into that baby blue dress. If my dress rides up, you'll be the one to pull it down for me." You tease him, chuckling as not an ounce of sadness rested within you as he allowed himself to tickle you, entitling laughter to settle within you as he kissed your plush lips.

"I'll pull it down in the morning and up at night when we're alone. I'll take care of you tonight, after we finish at the amusement park, with everything you want. I'll win you six plushies," Eren allows his lips to meet yours once more, allowing you to settle within the kiss as you groaned against him, letting him somewhat place you against the counter.

"Even with six, I'm still going to be holding you tonight. I can't help but want a few chocolate chip cookies. No, I need them, Eren." You permit him permission to allow his lips to continuously meet yours as he tickled you, leaving you chuckling and gasping for air as he moves his way down to your stomach.

"I'll get you chocolate chip cookies, don't worry. I might buy a lot of you, but not too much. Your stomach is so pretty," Eren speaks, allowing himself to somewhat lift your shirt before he tenderly kissed your stomach. He changed his actions only to blow raspberries, causing you to gasp as you attempted to back away from him, too in a fit of laughter as you both chuckled.

"Why do you love my stomach so much?" His viridian eyes meet with your own, in lovingness as he grows flustered, his cheeks puffed out as he found his heart pacing at the unborn words that rested within his mind.

"The scar you have on it. You have a matching scar with me, and it looks amazing. Plus, sometimes I get to see some of the happy weight you put on before you begin to lose it in exercise." Awe was all you felt within this moment, heavily in love with the revelation. You loved how he was deeply occupied with placing kisses on your stomach as everybody shifted elsewhere.

"Because you always feed me good. Still wondering how the fuck you have abs like that, I feed you practically everything." You feel as he lifts you off of the counter, wrapping your legs around his waist. With happiness, you allowed your lips to remain on his own.

"That's enough! Why is Jonah bloody and bruised on the ground? Why are the two of you just casually tryna make love in the kitchen? Where is Alia?" Eren groans at her presence, moderately galled he wasn't able to settle at least a thousand kisses upon you. He wasn't one to care for others in this situation, he just wanted to have your full attention.

"I fucked him up, along with my knuckles. He mentioned him and tried to shit talk me and Eren, so I gave him a few more harder punches. I suspect he won't be able to recover for at least a week. Two, this is the usual for me and Eren, morning kisses. Three, mama has her for now, only until I clean my knuckles." You elaborate, pressing your lips against Eren's in a fluffy manner as you both smiled against each other, chuckling at your sly gestures.

"I guess I can have the week to myself? I'm not catering to him. I already do enough for Alia, as he doesn't even bother to do anything but hold her." She glances at her husband, observing as he remained breathing lightly. He was unable to move and be fully conscious from the severity of his injuries.

"You do you. Are you still down for the amusement park? I'm still taking care of Alia, I can barely feel pain in my knuckles!" Eren chuckles at the newfound excitement you attained, causing him to be rather gingerly when it came to settling his lips upon yours — allowing you to capture an extract of his coca-cola lip balm.

"No, you're not holding her until your knuckles aren't bloody and are fully covered," Amēre notes to you, turning herself away as Eren remained pressing his lips against your own, mumbling rather coherent things as you laughed, pressing your nose against his own.

"Okay, I guess I'll clean and wrap them. It has been a while since I've had to bandage my knuckles," You inform her as Eren allows himself to settle you down, guiding you over to the unused sink. He placed your bloody hands beneath the pelting water, allowing his hands to rest upon your own as he stood behind you, aiding your wounds while he leaned over you.

"I used to be the one sorting out your knuckles, all because you used to be a delinquent," Amēre observes the both of you, resting upon the door frame as she settled on the fact that she was practically third-wheeling, her presence not as noticeable to the both of you.

"I had good reasons for that! The amount of shit I got back in those days," You murmur, feeling as Eren caressed both of your hands, kissing upon the top of your head as you leant against him, observing as all the blood departed from the spot — the seeping of blood was minimal.

"I'm going to apply an ointment to both your knuckles, stay in the same position," You turn your head to the side, greeting his eyes with a smile, only for you to press your lips against his own, smiling as he stole another kiss from you.

"Okay, just be gentle. I'm going to stay still. Amēre, are you ready to go after we both shower again?" You question her as Eren applies the ointment to your knuckles, humming against you as you moulded into him, gesturing for him to allow your promise ring to stay.

"Yeah, I'll wait for you guys. Just don't have sex in the shower, you're going on a different type of ride, remember that, Y/n." Eren laughs at Amēre's words, feeling as you gasped at the sensual words she had spewed. She caused you to grow extremely flustered at the fact that he remained nearby your ear, pressing kisses against your jaw as you attempted to regain yourself.

"Amēre, you can't just say stuff like that! I'm trying to stay less flustered than I already am." Eren brings his lips to rest against your neck as he gently grasps ahold of the bandages beside him.

"How flustered are you?" Eren murmurs into your ear, in a tone that was usually reserved for desirable intimacy, impacting how mentally sterile you were. Your tone of breathing shifted against him as he brought himself closer to you. His tone causes you to grow heavily aroused against him as he forced you to watch him bandage your knuckles with a steadiness.

"I feel myself growing warm, Eren. I feel so warm," You note to him, observing as he pressed further against you, allowing you to feel the bulge of himself as he efficiently bandaged your first hand, planting a kiss upon your head for you to remain in place.

"How warm do you feel, my love? I can tell you're warm from the way you are shifting against me," Eren whispers into your ear, his lips finding a hickey that rested beneath the curve of your neck as you permitted him to place himself within the area, placing his lips upon it.

"So warm to the point I want you, Eren. I'm gonna stop before you get a boner, it takes less than a minute for you to get one." Your teasing doesn't go airy to Eren, he couldn't help but ignore the atmosphere, allowing himself to continue with his teasing.

You could now sense his erection against you. You could hear as he whimpered against you, somewhat ashamed that he couldn't help but bury his head in your shoulder, slowing down the process so you felt him, too.

"Never mind. Just stay there, Eren. Just stay, Eren," You softly speak, becoming somewhat clouded as he pressed himself against you, attempting to disguise his actions with him leaning over to fully be in reach of the lengthy bandages.

"Are the two of you good? You're fairly quiet," Amēre speaks, causing you to grow rather hazy at the moment. Eren remained against you, cursing in your ear. You stilled yourself, being able to feel your body yearn to take him in once more — you needed to do so. You needed him so bad; it wasn't something you were sure you were going to be able to not succumb to.

"I'm...fine. I'm just slightly able to feel pain in my knuckles. I'm truly fine," You murmur as Eren arches your body, still unable to clear the erection he held — he was moments away from cumming in his underwear. It was solely the you affect. He wasn't able to gain or get rid of an erection without the thought or actions of you.

"Why are you guys standing like that?" You suppress the urge to whimper and gasp as he does so in your ear. His words were light as he grew somewhat frustrated at the fact that his erection wouldn't clear itself.

"Eren's trying to bandage it properly. He's doing a very good job," You speak, holding in a groan as he shifts himself against you, pretending to attain to the other bandages as he quietly moans against your ear, his hand gripping the suppleness of your hip with softness.

"If I was to come and see?" Amēre queries in oblivion, causing you to grow rather drastic as Eren consensually rubbed against you, leaving you arching into his boner, slightly rolling your ass against him in desperation.

"Don't come and see. Don't you have a fear of blood?" You tease her, gesturing for Eren to hold onto your waist, swivelling the two of you to create a diversion.

"You're not wrong, but that fear was gone after I gave birth. Can you guys please hurry up? What happened to us going to the amusement park?" She speaks as Eren rests against you, his boner still prominent against your ass as you attempted to shift away from Amēre without her being able to notice.

"We need to shower, give us less than an hour. We'll be back," You note to her, your partly hooded eyes somewhat gifting her an insight of what was set to occur: you were possibly going to fully let out your emotions due to the unsettled conflict between you and her husband?

"Don't take too long. I'll go to Alia," Amēre speaks as Eren remains prominent against you, able to feel as you thudded deeply against him. Your hips rolled with longing as he moulded into a stance where he sloped against your shoulder, his cheeks flushed as he remained breathing with a tainted breathing structure.

As Amēre departed from the room, Eren grasps ahold of you, placing you around his waist before he began to journey his way up the stairs, groaning as you remained alighted with his erection as he moved. The neediness of you had you yearning to adapt to his size within the moment. To deeply swell against him as he was to fill you with the entirety of him, decorating your insides with a delectable paste that brought you an extreme amount of warmth and softness.

"I need to have you, Eren. I can't wait a few more days, I need you inside of me. I just need you so bad," You whine as he brushes against you, his lips somewhat finding your own as you both got to the top of the stairs, being rather swift to make it within your room, locking the door behind you.

"I don't want to make you sore. Are you sure you want me to get intimate with you? I want you to be able to walk," Eren speaks, removing his shirt and placing it elsewhere as he placed you upon the bed, allowing his lips to be so quick to meet yours. You felt yourself heavily stain your underwear with how aroused you were.

"I promise I'll be fine, Eren. I just want to feel you," You meekly moan as he allows himself to inch your somewhat dirtied shirt up, slowly removing it as you arched against him.

Your lips part as he allowed his fingers to waltz against the softness of your skin. Each warm trail of his fingers left you heavily gasping as he entitled himself to sensually unbutton your jeans, shifting them beautifully down with slowness as you placed a hand upon your lips, gasping as he planted your jeans aside.

"You're so wet. All I did was rest my boner against you, I just want to feel you cum around me, my love. You're so wet, I don't even have to do a lot of foreplay." Shyness overwhelms the likeliness of you as you feel as he gently slips his trousers off, along with his heavily cum-stained underwear. He allows himself to pick up on how truly wet you were, your desirable slickness trickling down the side of you — he wanted to make you trickle with a large portion of himself.

"You were the one who made me wet. It was your touch, Eren. I...I honestly love you so much, that it hurts. Promise to fill me up?" Such attentiveness lays within your words as you pepper him in gentle ounces of affection, allowing your lips to meet his own as he leaned against you — his precum trickling from his ample tip.

"I love you so much, too. It hurts that I can't bring stars and gift them to you. No, there's just nothing prettier than you." Eren speaks, his lips discovering your body as you wrap your arms around his neck, pressing your lips against his own. He used an unoccupied hand of his to rub the tip of him against your folds; moans emitted from the both of you as he prepared to place himself within you.

"You don't need to give me every star, I have you. I have you the moon, Eren. Hold my hand, 'ren." An ample moan slips from your lips as he slowly begins to settle himself within you, each gentle push of his causing you to gasp along with himself. You allow the tip of your nose to push against his own as you listened to another gasp at the feeling of another.

"I'll always...hold your hand. You look so beautiful, my love. If only you could see how beautiful you look," Eren allows his hand to settle within your own as you gasped at the fullness of him, feeling him slowly thrust himself deeper within you. Such feeling leaves you unable to fluently leave your eyes attentive to his own.

"Eren...Thank you for being my moon, fuck," You moan out as he buries himself deeper within you, his girthy cock coated with your slickness as he pulls himself out of you, reinserting himself to listen to you thoroughly gasp at the fullness of himself within you. He loved listening to you gasp as you tried to take the fullness of him.

"You're doing so well, my love," Eren whimpers out, feeling as you tightened against him, letting out ample moans as he thrusts himself to a certain level of deepness. This causes you to place your fingers against his stomach, yearning for him to momentarily halt.

"Eren, I don't think I can handle all of you," You moan out, gasping, somewhat unable to breathe as he buried himself to the point your eyes rolled back as he set his lips against your own. He allows himself to intake the sight of you wounded by the feeling of his dick resting prettily inside of you.

"Haven't you always been able to handle me? I can go slower if you want?" Eren voices through a moan. Moaning against your ear before he shifted his attention towards your lips, placing kisses upon the softness of them.

"No, don't go slower. I like it, you're just too big, fuck," You feel yourself tear up at the intensity of his pace. He was so soft, gentle and loving, dictating you lovingly as he attempted to guide you through your moans, capturing them between the essences of your tender lips.

"I'm big enough for you to handle. Look how pretty you look creaming around me. You're just so beautiful, Y/n," Eren speaks through a cloudy tone as he rocked into you, allowing the sound of skin slapping and squelching to be heard throughout as you allowed tears to stream down your face, all from how good he felt. You clutched his hands with a tightness, your heart thudding with an understandable gentleness as you allowed his name to seep from your lips.

"Your hair is so pretty, Eren. You're so handsome, can you cum inside of me? I want to feel you inside of me." Eren finds himself growing impossibly flustered at the lewd words you spoke in an intimate trance, allowing your inner thoughts to pour within out a saying.

"Always, I'll always cum inside of you, if you want?" Eren whimpers as you tighten intensely around him, gasping for air as he reinserted himself, glancing at how a large ring of white-coated his cock from how much you had creamed around him. The sight of it just looked so mesmerising to him; it was just so beautiful, blessed with a whimsical attire.

"Please, just do. I love feeling warm," You feel your eyes roll back as he picks up on his pace, his hand laying entwined with your own as he felt as you heavily released without notice, causing streams of cum to dart down the side of his dick. He couldn't help but adore how puffy your cunt looked at how well you were fitting him inside of you. As you always did, taking almost every inch of him in times that you both felt were right.

"I'm sorry I came, Eren. It just felt so good, I couldn't get a single word out," You speak against his lips as he moans your name, feeling himself growing extremely close to releasing.

He twitched inside of you. Twitched in a way that caused pleasure to rut through you as such feeling held nostalgia compared to many intimacy sessions you both shared. Each one is as special and memorable as the one that was before the current one.

"Don't apologise, I'm glad you finished first. With how you're moaning, I wouldn't be surprised if I just came," Eren feels his breathing falter as you clenched around him, in love with the feeling of him pounding into you with softness. You couldn't help but allow the satin sheets to thread with your fingers as your brows creased, your stomach continuously tensing at how large and full he made you feel.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum, Y/n. You want me to finish inside of you?" Eren speaks moments after, allowing himself to continue to thrust inside of you as you practically pleaded for him to settle himself inside of you, painting your insides with a familiar coating of a gentle white.

"Yeah, please, Eren. I need you to cum inside of me," You gasp as he moans. His cum shot inside of you in thick portions as you lay, feeling pleasantly full at how warm he felt inside of you. You couldn't help but press your lips against his own as he came again, pushing out the other ounces of cum that heavily stuffed you.

"Shit, that was a lot and amazing," Eren spoke, thrusting himself inside of you, continuing before he pulled out of you, glancing at how much he had filled you in one go. He couldn't help but smile as he settled at the thought of you leaking with his cum. Allowing it to seep out of you as you attempted to regain your breath, gently feeling as he pressed his lips against yours.

"That was amazing, Eren." You feel as he plants himself within your arms, settling between your breasts as he attempted to somewhat close his eyes, satisfied with the fact that he had settled his cum within you, fulfilling your desires as well as his own — it was so settling to him.

"Are you sore?" Eren asks in partial sadness, feeling as you smothered kisses all upon him, allowing him to crane his neck and succumb to the gentle kisses you were always so desperate to splay upon him, lathering him in the gentle love you held for him.

"I'm not that sore, just my legs a bit. I think I can walk for once in my life," You notify him, allowing him to glance at the cum that trickled down your thigh, causing him to grow hard again at the sight of you trickling with his cum.

"I think we should clean you up, you're stuffed." Eren savours the kisses you gift to him.

You eventually shift yourself lower to wrap your lips around his tip, allowing yourself to clean his tip with your lips. He couldn't help but guide you, his hand soft against your head as he deeply strains at the feeling of your warm mouth around him; he loved it.

"You can do that later, my love. Shit, that does feel amazing, though." Eren murmurs, groaning as you allow yourself to shelter the size of him inside of your mouth, only to pull away to plant your lips against his own. He permits himself permission to press his lips against yours, allowing himself to be in sync with the minuscule gestures you were making. He allows you to be soft against him.

"I want to take care of you in the shower, Eren. It's my turn to take care of your body," You murmur above him, still feeling cum slowly trickle out of you.

"I'll also take care of you, too. We have to be quick, or we could go into overtime? We just spent half an hour fucking, so technically we have enough time." Eren teases you, observing as you glanced at the cum seething out of you, only to somewhat suck it back in as you didn't want to heavily make a mess on your duvet once more.

"Over time it is. Amēre will be fine, she did say we should go shower." You allow yourself to continuously press your lips against his own, while you attempted to keep his cum inside of you, desiring to not make another drooling mess.

"Don't be afraid to make a mess, my love. We'll thoroughly clean it anyway, so just allow yourself to release." You nod at his words, entitling his thick spurts of cum to seep out of you, pooling within the sheets. You watched, somewhat ecstatic at the fact that he had stuffed you with the white substance.

"I just don't want to have to keep cleaning, constantly. But, I'll do it, I'll clean the stains out," Eren nods at your suggestion, shifting you into his arms before he guided the two of you off of the bed, placing his hand against your cunt to halt his substances from flowing out of you onto the ground.

"Let's go shower now, I'm ready to clean us both up," Eren states, feeling as you grew somewhat tired against him, nodding your head as he guided the both of you to your bathroom, smothering dozens of kisses upon you as you chuckle against him, somewhat tired at the intimate session you shared.

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An hour had skimmed by and both you and Eren were now within the amusement park with Amēre and Alia. You remained by Amēre and Eren as you pushed Alia in her lilac buggy. The cool wind was gentle against your face as you inched on, allowing yourself to share occasional kisses with Eren as you scanned the amusement park, in search of Levi and the others. It was a rather peaceful walk to your destination. You pushed Alia gently as Eren allowed his hand to adorn your lower back while you pushed the pram; his fingers met the baby blue fabric of your dress.

"I'm so confused about where Levi is. For someone normally on time, he's rather late," You note to the both of them, glancing around the rather nostalgic sight as Amēre gawked at the atmosphere, somewhat grateful you decided to be the mother to Alia for today. She was extremely appreciative of this, plus you had extremely noticeable mother qualities about you — it was almost as if Alia was your child.

"You're not wrong. But at least I get more time with you before he attempts to take you away from me." Eren utters within your ear, allowing his lips to greet your own. In excitement, you felt as he rested his hand upon your baby blue dress, resting beside you.

"I guess he does like to see you sometimes suffer when you're unable to be clingy. Watching as you huff at the fact that he doesn't want you getting too touchy with me in front of him." Eren frowns at your words, planting a kiss upon your forehead as you both walked, glancing at the dozens of people that skimmed by. Many glanced at the sight of you trailing along with a kid in front of you.

"He knows I can't go seconds without you in my arms. He's brutal with it," Eren informs you, soothing your back as you partially engaged with Alia, making sure she was comfortable. Her was attire set up for the breeze that infiltrated the atmosphere.

"You have to hold me, Eren. I need stability when he's around, only your arms can do that. I might just cling onto you, in front of him, just so he doesn't say anything about my clinginess." You laugh as he playful scoffs at your words, settling his key necklace firmer against your neck so it dangled partially low. It plagues the front of the dress, leaving him in admiration at the versatility of the beauty you had wielded.

"Only because you asked. I would have done it anyway, I'm your body warmer," He teases, leaving you thudding with laughter as he was rather serious, yet also somewhat joking. But regardless, his words were of truth, he's your body warmer, in many ways.

"You warm my body in multiple ways, it's satisfying," Amēre groans at the both of you, unable to bring herself to be a part of the conversation, with no one else to pull away from the conversation.

"If you're not careful, you're going to push a baby from in between your legs, sis, if that's what you chose to go through with." Eren chuckles with you as Amēre spoke in a sincere tone. Her eyes rested on your stomach as she was unable to stop speaking her mind.

"In what ways are you talking about, Amēre? I wasn't hinting in that way. The thought of pushing babies out of me doesn't seem therapeutic, but I'll give it a go one day. Now, moving on! Amēre, what are your plans? You're not a mother for the day." You speak to her, observing. She gently smiled at the slightest ounce of freedom that you were so keen to gift to the sullen parts of herself.

"Go on rides, just like we did when we were kids. I'll sit in silence and everything, just enjoy being baby-less for a bit. I somewhat miss my freedom, but I guess you can't control what happens," Amēre glimpses at the both of you, heavily envious of what it was the both of you had. Happiness engulfed her, every moment the both of you had a tender moment. But, she couldn't help but wish somebody held the same admiration and love the two of you shared.

"You can do all that freely, Me and Eren have Alia covered. Go enjoy your day, instead of third wheeling." You tease her, observing as her first genuine smile coats her face, leaving you to finally be at peace with her comfort.

"Thank you, I haven't been able to go outside for ages. I think yesterday and today are the only days I have genuinely gone out." Amēre openly speaks, hesitant to allow her eyes to greet many couples — why couldn't she solely have such a thing?

"I can invite you out, only if you want me to? I'll be sure to text you frequently when I make plans. But, you live so far away." Her eyes meet with your own as Eren rests himself much firmer against you, in love with the sight of you taking care of Alia and treating her as your own. You had bathed her, changed her nappy and everything before you went, giving Amēre a run for her own money.

"You're right. I can't just keep bringing Alia on long flights." Amēre speaks, sighing as she rubbed her head, the stress finally overtaking her body in many other unknown aspects.

"I can't tell you what to do, but just do what you think is best. If I have to fight him again, I will." You couldn't help but feel yourself momentarily darken at the thought of Jonah seeping through the ample cracks within Amēre's mind, overwhelming her as a person and as a mother.

"I think you've already done enough, just don't do anymore." Amēre sighs, her breathing tainted as she couldn't help but somewhat disdain the fact that you had plummeted her husband's face in; it wasn't you who was set to be receiving the consequences of your action.

"I think I see Levi! I see them!" You exclaim in excitement, your eyes meeting theirs as they all turned to face the three of you approaching, closing in the distance between the both of you. You couldn't help but find yourself growing extremely gleeful as you hadn't seen all of them in a long while.

"Y/n! Eren! Amēre!" Chanted Gabi and Falco as the three of you closed in on them, allowing yourself to rest beside them, taking in every detail of their faces as they all stood there. Onyankopon remained, but it seemed as if tension remained lingering between him and Amēre. It causes you to shift your attention elsewhere, to allow them to soothe their subconscious conflict.

"Gabi, Falco. Holy, you guys have grown up so much!" You allow Eren to momentarily remain behind the buggy as you confine in yourself, allowing yourself to pull them both within a hug as Levi glimpses at the both of you. His stormy-grey eyes infiltrated the mere sight of you all, with happiness.

"So have you! You even have a boyfriend and a baby now? A baby with Eren?" The both of them spoke in slight sync, somewhat unable to compromise with the fatal dosage of information they were forcefully feeding to themselves.

"No, I don't have a baby with Eren. But yes, Eren is practically my husband. This isn't my baby, this is Amēre's child." The both of them shift their eyes to Amēre in shock, rather confused about the mere fact that she had had a baby without their knowledge, though she had taken over watching over them for you. She took over the babysitting you once did, years ago.

"Amēre, you and your husband have a child? I thought you were into Onyankopon?" Gabi announces, leaving Amēre and Onyankopon to remain in heavy shock at the revelation, unwilling to fathom the mere fact that Gabi had spoken of them in a solacing way.

"Gabi, do you want me to mention your little crush?" Gabi gasps at Amēre's words, her eyes widening as her cheeks grew heavily flushed at Amēre's question.

"No, don't! I don't take my words back, though. This isn't making sense, so that's Jonah's baby?" Amēre heaves a deep sigh as Levi observes the conversation, his eyes scanning the versatility of the emotions spread throughout.

"Yes, it's his baby," As Falco and Gabi grip onto you, allowing themselves to settle in your embrace, as Eren tended to Alia, they couldn't help but utter something that caused you to heavily smile.

"So, how long have you and Eren been together? Do you plan to marry him? Is he better than your old boyfriend?" You felt calm at their questions, knowing that they were solely kids who found peak interest in what there was to know in your life. After all, you used to babysit them before you had moved away for college.

"For a while. I will marry him one day, we even have promise rings because he's so cute, I love him so much. He's way better, you can't even compare that bitch to him. Eren is a million more times better, I could say how much better than he is than him, but we would be here for years." You allow yourself to gush over Eren as he closed in on you, somewhat not fond of the fact that he was unable to hold you at this moment.

"What about me? I see my love is talking about me," Eren speaks, kissing your forehead as Gabi and Falco placed space for him, somewhat saddened at the fact that they were now unable to hold you, all because of his clinginess.

"Just Y/n expressing how much she loves you. She even said she'll have your baby, Eren!" You gasp at Gabi's words, chuckling at her falseness, attempting to say such a thing for shock value.

"I never said that!" You exclaim, feeling as Eren leaned in to place another kiss upon your head, chuckling at how flustered you grew over their words.

"I can make that happen if you want?" Eren allows his words to feed into how flustered you were, leaving you moments away from mentally screaming at how out of breath he had signalled for you to be, through his teasing actions. You couldn't help but settle into his gentle kisses, observing as Gabi and Falco glanced at the both of you in glee.

"You would look good pregnant, Y/n!" Gabi announces, fuelling into the trance of overwhelming behaviour you were engulfed within. Eren also solely embedded himself in the conversation. His own intention to induce you into a state where you lay layered with a depth of excitement and extreme embarrassment from the thought of many voicing an aspiration you mentally yearned for: to raise a large family with the man you were fated to wed.

"Thank you, Gabi. But, I'm not pregnant. If Carla heard this, she would be extremely sad." You tease, causing Eren to chuckle at your words.

He found extreme amusement in your words, though you desired to use the cute items she would send to you, and the knitting works she prepared for the upcoming 'future'. She yearned to become a grandmother, all so she was able to be gleeful at the fact that she had other children to be able to take care of, especially yours. She desired to wield a mother-to-mother bonding situation with you.

"She would be. She's been preparing baby clothes for months now, only for the future. Not to force it on you but for a few years. She also said she would gift the baby my old clothes from when I was a baby." Eren elaborates, causing you to feel warm at the thought of one day carrying his child — something the both of you would have created with another.

"Does she have any lilac clothes? I remember her showing me a few, but they were cute lilac blankets with flowers embedded in them. I should have asked her." You allow him to continue to rest upon you as you now took control of Alia's buggy, causing Gabi and Falco to somewhat sigh as they were unable to have space to catch up with you.

"She has it all. But I guess it's understandable for an amazing woman who donates blankets and stuff to children in need." Eren places a kiss on your lips, causing Gabi and Falco to run back to Levi at the revelation, causing him to break out of a conversation with Amēre and Onyankopon.

"Levi! They keep kissing! Eren and Y/n keep kissing!" This causes you and Eren to chuckle to each other, bringing a joyous laugh to bubble from yours and his lips.

"Keep the pda to a minimum, you two!" Levi blurts out mid-conversation, attempting to conceal a gentle smile as he glanced at the sight of the both of you. A dream that the both of you had discussed became granted.

"I'm not sorry! Now, kids, do the two of you want to go on rides! I'll pay for the two of you. Eren, I'll pay for you, too." Eren smiles at your words as Gabi and Falco grow excited at the words you had spewed; it was as if the old days were somewhat creeping back to them. But, this time, you were much happier than you once were. They could tell Eren made you extremely happy.

"Y/n, did I ever tell you that your plaster looks cool? I think the hearts on the plaster match your dress. You look so pretty," Gabi openly admits, her face curling into a smug expression as she crossed her arms, observing as you smiled at her.

"Thank you, Gabi. I think your outfit is really pretty, your dungarees match your eyes." You tell her, leaning down to pinch her cheeks. You smiled to Falco about your compliment, knowing that it was set to stick with her throughout the day.

"Really? Levi bought them for me when I went out with him and Falco. He said the same thing!" Gabi announces, allowing you to pinch her cheeks once more before you rose, remaining in front of the buggy.

"Yes. Your outfit is gorgeous, don't even attempt to question it, it really suits you, Gabi." She leans in for a high-five as she readied herself to get ready to prepare for the rides you and the others were set to take.

"Amēre, have I ever told you how pretty you are? I think this is the first time I have ever seen you, Y/n and Eren be this happy." You and Amēre glance at each other, smiling and Levi also did so, somewhat happy that at least the kids had seen the progression in your fatal moods.

"Eren, you were so kind, but you were always out of touch with reality. Y/n, you smiled and cared for us, but you fought back tears every time I mentioned that buffoon. Amēre, you were always so tired, falling asleep on the couch, fighting back your tears," You physically cringe at Gabi's words, causing you to instinctively allow Eren to bury himself within your arms, momentarily, as he somewhat cringed at Gabi's words.

"I was probably daydreaming. Everybody mistakes my normal face for a sad one when I zone out. I promise you I was fine, probably thinking about something." Eren informs her, smiling as she scoffed at his words, a loud liar leaving her lips.

"I just realised, scrap that. Amēre, can I have a hug? You haven't had the chance to fully speak to us. You're just googley-eyed towards Onyankopon!" Gabi teases Amēre, causing Amēre to go charging towards her, picking her up and placing her upon her shoulder, listening to Gabi laugh as she also pulled Falco into a hug.

"I wasn't googley-eyed! I just haven't seen him for a while, Gabi." Amēre tells a half-truth, attempting to play off the slight panic in her demeanour. She couldn't help but distract the both of them, unwilling to allow her eyes to meet his.

"What happened to your husband?" Gabi questions Amēre, only for you to somewhat hide your knuckles as she spoke. Amēre held back her laugh at your gesture, causing Gabi to attempt to see what was going on.

"He's sleeping at home. I think he'll be napping for while." Amēre informs Gabi as you all began to slowly move in a direction to gain tickets for the ride — you were probably going to be unable to go on.

"He didn't want to go with you?" Gabi questions, wrapping her arms around Amēre's neck to balance herself as you all journeyed in a direction that lingered with dozens of people. You couldn't help but feel extremely nervous as you were around a large group of people, slightly feeling yourself panic. As you felt so, Eren allowed his hand to run against your supple arm, placing a kiss against your head.

"It's okay, I'm here to protect you, my love. If it's too overwhelming, tell me. Then, we can go somewhere else, just so you don't feel overwhelmed." Eren warns you, his hand resting on your back as he shielded you from practically every angle.

"Thank you, Eren. I'm just somewhat scared of large crowds, they're too overwhelming, currently." You speak in a gentle whisper, consoling him in your worries as cautiousness resides within you.

"I know you are. Don't worry, I have you covered," Eren presses another kiss against your forehead, rubbing your arm before he took your hand in his own, leaving you pushing the buggy with a single strong arm.

"Now, there's no way you can avoid getting on the rides! It's your turn to go soon! Sorry if I can't go with you, I have baby Alia." You tease him, swaying his hand back and forth as you smile at him. In love with the sight of his eyes being light against the autumnal hues. The autumnal hues remained in a time with his eyes when autumn was somewhat close by.

"That's not fair! Ask Levi to at least look after Alia for a bit, we need to at least go on one ride together! I want to go, but you know it's unrealistic with Alia here!" He informs you, observing as you frown at his words; he was unwilling to go without you.

"Ask me what?" Levi questions from ahead, shifting his eyes from Onyankopon to Amēre. Only for them to shift to you and Eren with subtle ease.

"Would you be able to take care of Alia for me and Eren to at least go on one ride together? I haven't been at an amusement park for years!" You plead with Levi as Onyankopon and Amēre depart from you all in silence, unwilling to elaborate on their plans.

"Only because you asked so kindly. You can only go on two rides, choose wisely. I'm only taking Alia for half an hour, Lotus." Levi's gaze interlocks with your own as he slowly begins to ready himself to cater to allowing you to at least have fun today — it wasn't like you were going to be here for a long while.

"Thank you, Levi. We'll both be back in half an hour! Thank you, again!" You pull him into a hug before you let go, taking a hold of Eren's hand as you readied yourself to almost leave.

"What about us?! We're going with you!" Gabi exclaims, causing Falco to silently side with her. You couldn't help but partially rethink your decision, sighing as you remained still in place, Eren holding you with earnestness.

"C'mon, let's go! I'll buy tickets for us all," You note to them, smiling softly.

"Levi, can we go?!" Gabi questions, her gaze softening as she glanced at Levi with deceiving eyes, hoping he was to buy into the face she was displaying. But, it wasn't like him to buy into her puppy dog faces, it always tainted his opinion.

"Yes, you can. Just be sensible. Y/n and Eren, take care of the two of them." You give Levi a thumbs up before you all journey over to buy yourselves tickets.

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You had all brought your wristbands, they remained on your hands as you all readied yourself for a somewhat scary ride ahead. You could tell Eren rested with slight nervousness, so you brought his hand to your lips, kissing it profusely to at least knock down some of his worries. He spoke of wanting to face the ride with you, so he ultimately kept his promise, still waiting in the line with the rest of you. It wasn't like him to be worried about rides, but he just didn't like how they made him feel.

"You sure you want to do this, Eren? I'm ready to hold your hair if you want? Only for when you need to throw up," You tease him, holding his hand with tightness, despite the bandages around your knuckles that made it kind of hard to move your hand with mobility.

"I'm ready, I promised to do this. You hundred per cent sure?" He asks hesitantly, pressing a kiss upon your forehead as Gabi and Falco remained ahead of you two.

"I'm one hundred per cent. As long as my dress isn't ruined, I'm fine," You press your thumbs against his cheeks, bringing him some sort of comfort to calm him. Eren liked it when you would show physical affection to him, it was just something he found extreme peace in. Well, any type of affection from you was one he loved.

"I won't ruin it. It's the best dress you own, it compliments you well. Well, everything does, but it's the best dress." You grow warm at his words, allowing him a single kiss before the line moves forward.

"I thought the best dress was your shirt? I thought nothing could top that," You speak in slight lowness, causing his to grow extremely flustered at the words you had spewed — you were right.

"I guess my shirts come in second place. They're not even my shirts anymore, they are practically yours." Eren teases, allowing his fingers to run along the back of your hand as he remained holding onto your waist, in an attempt to form a protective layer around you.

"They are mine! Looks like we're up, Eren!" You inform Eren as the group of you are all readied to settle yourselves into the ride. He allows himself to let you settle into your seat first, only for him to place himself next to you.

"Shit, I hope this is better than the first time we went," Eren murmurs to you, holding onto your hand as they made sure you were both strapped in thoroughly. You check in front of you, to see if they did the same for Gabi and Falco, and they did, making you feel at peace.

"Are you ready, kids?" You question them from behind them, causing them to take a deep breath, unable to answer your question with certainty.

"Yeah! I love this ride!" Gabi speaks, only for you to wait for Falco to add to her words, "No! I'm not ready—"

As Falco spoke, the ride took off, causing you to scream in excitement as Eren remained silent once more, unable to bring himself to scream. The things he did for you were honestly out of the league, but he would do it all in a heartbeat, just for you. Hell, he was feeling uneasy, but it was all worth it as he was able to hear you scream. Hear you scream for him to also scream, he was somewhat enjoying this ride.

"Eren! I'm getting deja vu! Why won't you scream?!" You chuckled, screaming as the ride dropped down, leaving him to hold your hand tighter — he was somewhat scared.

"I don't want to scream! It's embarrassing!" He screams out, feeling his mouth move oddly as the ride continued to swirl and twirl in different directions, only for it to stop at the top of the ride.

"I never thought we would catch a break—"

Eren's deep screams cause you to laugh mid-air as the ride drops with an unfathomable quickness. The way he was unable to contain his screams left deep happiness infiltrating the layout of your mind; you were getting deep nostalgia from this situation. It was just how it was a while ago, the moment you had practically stopped attending college, physically, and never looked back. It was weird to think you would be attending back to it to finish the last few months of it to do exams.

"Bingo! You finally screamed! I'm proud of you, Eren!" You laugh as the air felt soft against your features. "You don't know how long I've waited for this! I've been waiting to hear you scream on rides for ages!" You finish your sentence.

"Stop laughing! It isn't funny, my love," Eren screams as the ride loops around again, leaving him lightly squeezing your hand — he didn't want to hurt your hand.

"Sorry, but it is! You sounded so cute!" You couldn't help but laugh and gingerly scream in your seat until the ride stopped, leaving you and Eren panting before all safety equipment was removed from the two of you. You allowed Gabi and Falco to leave the haven of fun first, only for you to chaotically trail along with Eren, behind them, crying with laughter.

"Again! Let's go on another ride!" You hold onto your knees, laughing as Eren stood there, a subtle blush on his cheeks. You couldn't help but feel your stomach hurt as the group of you stopped, Gabi and Falco also laughing as you explained the situation.

"He was silent, then all I hear is Ahhh. I'm sorry for laughing. My stomach hurts!" You struggled to breathe as you laughed, Gabi and Falco also laughing as Eren held you up, finding himself also laughing at how contagious your laugh was.

"It wasn't that funny. Do I need to carry you all the way over to the next ride?" Eren questions, observing as you remained in a fit of laughter with the kids, tears streaming down your cheeks as the moment replayed in your mind. Your nostalgic laugh caused his heart to ache. He was smitten by the laughter that emitted from the softness of your lips.

"Please do. I wouldn't mind you doing that. After, let's do the plush thingy, our bed has only two plushies." You chuckle as he wraps his arms around your waist, his lips soft upon your cheek. While his lips remained, you smile at his gesture — only for the synced groans of Gabi and Falco to tune you within the neutral reality.

"Prepared to have eight. Might win you them all if you ask me," The four of you mutually decide to make your way over to the other to another ride as you ensured you were all mentally and physically prepared to go on an even scarier ride than before.

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"Holy, shit! That was fun!" You speak as the bundle of you depart from the last ride of the day. Though you had promised to not be a follicle over half an hour, you had sheepishly exceeded the set rules, feeding into an amount of time that was heavily forbidden. It was just the way the rides had embedded themselves in the haven of your mind, resting themselves within a place of happiness — luring you into a state where you were to endure its seductiveness. Its cosied state peering and blanketing the sanity you had stored within an embellished box.

"Guess who's going to get scolded?" Eren speaks in slight tiredness, his tone guiding the righteousness of reality to you. A frown adorns your features as you glance at him with sullen eyes; it was a sight that made him heavily sympathise with you, coming to a mutual treaty.

"I feel bad now! Shit, Levi's going to scold my ass. I should have managed time better, I have to manage Alia." Panic remains far from vacant on your face. You smooth your fingers against his shirt, being partially stiff when directing the group of you over to Levi.

"You have to face him on your own! I'm a bystander!" Eren listens to the tenderness of your groans as you gesture your way over to Levi, moving in unfathomable slowness as your heart pelted and etched with a versatile group of emotions that commissioned to steal the space of the leading emotion: worry.

"No, don't do this to me, Eren! I'll hide behind you if I have to." You speak as Levi rests with Alia within his arms, swaying her as his eyes were deceased against the softness of your own eyes. A sphere of feelings whispered within your ear, its tongue grazing the lobe of your ear as it fed into your worries, painting and gifting your mind extreme worry.

"We're back!" You allowed yourself to shelter behind Eren, unable to remove yourself from behind him as embarrassment settled within you. It wasn't you to unseal a promise you had whispered and designated into the ear of Levi; you hadn't broken a promise in ten years.

"Stop hiding behind Eren, Y/n. I know you're there, come get Alia. You need to feed her her bottled milk and everything, she's showing signs of hunger. I'm not mad, now come out and take care of Alia." Levi's words were words of reassurance. They caused you to settle a kiss upon Eren's lips, before you approached Levi, such soft wind tarnishing your worries.

"Let me sit, I'm sure she misses me," You speak as Levi gifts you Alia, listening to how she grew giddy at your presence; it seemed as if fondness swirled within her. While you placed her within your arms, beginning to bottle feed her, Eren sat on the other side of you. His cheeks flushed at the sight of you being so motherly.

"I'm guessing your babysitting skills are paying off? She likes you. Took her a while to trust me, but she somewhat does. So how did you do it, Lotus?" Levi asks in a gentle tone, his eyes scanning the gentle sight of you with Alia. He remembered you being so young, now you've grown and aged into a delightful young lady. Proudness overwhelmed him; he was extremely ecstatic for you.

"With my natural charm. Alia still would have loved me, but it took Eren playing peek-a-boo for her to fully fall in love with me. She likes Eren, too. She's waiting for the next game of peek-a-boo." You turn to glimpse at Eren, observing the subtle blush on his cheeks. He shifted his gaze away, rather embarrassed at such a thing.

"What happened to you not wanting children, Eren?" Levi's words caused Eren to shift his gaze onto Levi's, puffing his cheeks before he lowered them — unable to ponder on the question on the spot.

"I've changed my mind. I want to have children with Y/n, that's all. I like the thought of raising a family with her, she's my everything." Eren admits to Levi as you burp Alia, attempting to not make her throw up and be able to endure the rest of the journey. Alia clings onto you, babbling as you continuous burp her, making sure to be gentle with her.

"You really do love her, don't you?" Levi questions as you prepare to place Alia in her stroller, elsewhere, pulling gentle faces at her as she grew giddy at your gestures.

"How is that a question, Levi? I would die for her over and over and over again. I love her so much, that it hurts my heart. I grow flustered at the littlest things she does, I would do anything for her. I love her so much, I can't even put it into words, Levi." Eren babbles on as he watches you, getting ready to aid you — you were truly his everything.

"I'm grateful you treat her right, Eren. That's what I wanted to hear. She's never been this happy before. Usually, she rarely smiled around me a few years ago. She would apologise a lot. But, she's so vibrant now. She's smiling, she's laughing, she's even glowing. You're even happier than you've ever been." Levi informs Eren as you turn back to smile at him, slowly bringing the stroller closer to the both of them.

"What are you guys talking about? All I can see is Eren blushing and you smiling, Levi. You rarely smile in real life," You state, leaning down to press your plush lips against Eren's as you now settled beside him, bringing Alia closer to you as Levi grew partially out of place, feeling as if he was somewhat third-wheeling.

"Eren was just describing his love for you. His dumbass couldn't put it into words because he's so infatuated with you. That's what it was." Eren gasps at Levi's words, his face growing extremely heated as you briefly laughed, bringing yourself to rest against his shoulder, your stomach fluttering with dozens upon dozens of nimble butterflies.

"I guess I'm a dumbass, too. I can't put my love for him in words, Levi." A feeling of calm swarms you as you fluently settle yourself against his shoulder further, feeling as he allowed his hand to caress the curve of your jaw — his hands carried softness.

"Can we play the machines? I want new plushies, Eren, especially the Tokyo Ghoul plushies I saw. I need them," You speak in his ear, listening to his light 'Hm's' as he replied to your words, resisting the urge to gently chuckle against you.

"You wanna go now? We can go now, my love?" Eren speaks in excitement, his demeanour matching your own as you both glance at each other in unison. A gentle smile was being familiarly exchanged. Though small smiles were always exchanged between the both of you. You couldn't help but gleefully take note of every change in his face, in love with noting the change in your ample mind.

"I want to go now. If I don't get the Touka plush, I'm going to quit the day. Only after I finish taking care of Alia and giving Amēre the quality time she wants with Onyankopon. Still wondering what went sour between the two." You noted to Eren and Levi, getting up from your seat and standing in front of Eren, shifting the position of Alia's stroller.

"I don't think anything went sour, just right person, wrong time. They both seem to be in love, even if Amēre is married. I'm guessing she just wanted to fill a void but got carried away with it. It isn't genuine love when she's with Jonah." Levi glances at the both of you as Eren gets up, his arms finding your waist with quickness as you remained settled behind Alia.

"I hope they rekindle their flame. You sure you don't want to go with us, Levi?" He only allows a gust of a smile to be gifted to the two of you, sincerely assuring the both of you to settle with each other, spending your time in equanimity.

"I'm with Gabi and Falco, they want to go on more rides. The two of you take care of Alia, it's my time to have fun." Levi speaks as the three of them get up, waving you a subtle goodbye, with a hug, before they journeyed their way over to the ample rides.

"Let's go, Eren! I'm hoping we can go home soon, I'm starting to feel tired. All this walking has me tired," You note to him as you tenderly push Alia, cautious of the dozens of people who remained swarmed around the both of you, from the excitement of the rides nearby.

"Don't worry, we can cuddle soon. I'll hold you extremely tight tonight. I'll cook dinner, too, only because you did it last time." Eren pulls you tighter against him as you momentarily close your eyes, opening them so you had an extremely clear view of the sight ahead of you — the shop that gifted you sincerity.

"Please do, I'm starting to feel tired as hell." You yawn before you allow yourself to be fully awake, alert with hyper-awareness as you somewhat leaned against him, closing on the stall that remained heavily painted with dozens of plushies. Eren couldn't help but deeply smile at the fact that you remained gawking over the sight of each plush.

"So, which one do you want first, my love?" Eren's eyes meet yours with a flamboyant smile. He paid and readied himself for the first round of throws, to land everything in the basketball hoops to win. You knew he was set to win you almost everything. He would always attempt to get you to play basketball with him, at any available moment there was. Eren enjoyed being active.

"Touka Kirishima, I want her," Eren takes note of your words, pressing his lips upon your own. He turned and began to throw every ball within the hoops with ease, even putting a large distance between himself and the hoops. Eren did this to show off his skills.

As he reached the anticipated target, he observed as you and Alia welled up with gentle smiles. He allows himself to perch in front of Alia, gifting her a gentle finger handshake. Though he did so, he pulled away, pulling you into a hug.

"You're such a showoff, Eren! You're really good, though! Thank you, Eren!" You chuckle as the man hands you the plush Eren had requested. He left the forty-five-centimetre plush within your arms as you kissed him with a gentle crazed smile.

"You love it! Do you want another one?" He questions as you take ahold of the stroller, observing as the man behind the stands attempting to shift his eyes away from the sight of the both of you — he somewhat felt as if he was third-wheeling.

"Just one more. Considering the size, we won't need six of them. I think two is enough, I want to get Alia one, but that wouldn't be safe for her." Eren continues to play, winning a kaneki plush for you, leaving you extremely ecstatic as you smothered him with kisses, finding joy in the littlest things.

"You're right, it wouldn't be good to get her one. She's still so young, so I'm only spoiling you," Eren allows himself to win a few more plushies for you. Gleefully winning you a Gojo, Nanami and Geto plush, leaving you going extremely frantic. The stall owner grew rather tired of Eren's continuous winning streak; he was perfect.

"You didn't need to get me five! Thank you, Eren. No more, there wouldn't be enough space inside of the car. Let me place them within the bottom of Alia's stroller, be lucky I cleaned it." As you bent down, Eren shielded the back of you, leaving others unable to see the back of your dress as he covered you. He left you smiling as you placed each plush within the bottom of the buggy, one by one.

"Can we regroup with everyone now? It's starting to grow dark. To think we've been here for a long ass time," You speak as you allow yourself to get up from the ground, allowing yourself to happily pull down your dress; Eren shielded your butt from others nearby. It felt rather nice to be able to wear whatever you wanted to wear. To think you weren't able to do this a few years ago was rather disappointing.

"Yeah, you look exhausted." Eren allows himself to point out the obvious, still enticed by how easy you were able to cater to Alia — not a single complaint had slipped from your lips.

"We've been travelling for days, non-stop. We need to have a lay-in tomorrow before we get back to college and everything." You suggest, pushing Alia towards Levi and the others as you spoke to Eren, resisting the urge to settle your lips against his own, at every lulling moment.

"We can, let's learn recipes. I'm ready to learn the recipe Kendi used earlier." A moment of extreme calm weighs upon the both of you as you allow yourselves to settle into a kiss with another. You were both in love with the dosages of peace that were quilted within the moments you both spend in serene.

"Hold on, Eren! Wait, I just saw a flower shop nearby, can we go there?" You question him, gesturing your finger over to a place where a small flower shop remained; he seemed so smitten with the thought of approaching.

"Yeah, let's go quickly and come back. This flower shop must be new, it wasn't here when I was a child," Eren speaks, his tone subtle with hints of gentleness. The three of you made your way over to the cosy flower shop nearby.

"It was built a few years ago. I remember coming here at fifteen, everyone was swarming to get flowers. I think the same lady still works here," The both of you make your way down a heavily embellished path. As you inch closer to the path, your minds heavied with adornments of happiness —adulation weighed on your thudding hearts.

"Should I wait outside with Alia? I don't know how good flowers are for her, so we should be cautious, my love." Eren warns, his eyes lethal to you as you couldn't help but allow them to hold your gaze. For them to entwine with your mind, willowy with thick strands of happiness that protruded into your brain.

"I was just about to ask that, I don't want her sneezing and everything." Eren plants a kiss on your soft lips before you gestured your way within the shop. You allow the soft bells to graze your ears with sound. You scurried within the shop; such gentle thoughts lingered within your mind.

Though the vibrant flowers, distinct with versatile hues — dipped into the theme of infatuation — you couldn't help but find yourself yearning to purchase the signature flowers Eren would always persistently babble about: bell flowers.

"Found them," You utter with a gentle tone, allowing yourself to grasp a bundle of them for Eren as you knew he held a deep connection with this certain sort of flower. They reminded him so much of the fields he used to lay within as a child with you. The soft breeze so hushed against his skin as you both remained somewhat entwined, your little limbs sprawled as childish thoughts were spewed within the air.

With the flowers Eren desires, you journey your way over to the cashier, taking money out of your purse and slipping it into her grasp, allowing her to hand you the change. You allow yourself to gift her goodbye, as she did so with you, a gentle bye exchanged as you walk out of the store, making sure Eren was unable to see you. But, despite your best efforts, his eyes still found yours with ease. He was saddened that he had ruined your surprise, even if he was entertaining Alia with a round of peek-a-boo.

"My surprise is ruined! Anyway, these are for you, my love. I got you your favourite flowers, I promised, anyway." You allow yourself to plant them within Eren's hands, bringing your lips against his own. He grew humid against you, infatuated with the gift you had given him.

"Thank you, Y/n. These flowers are beautiful, promise I can get a few photos later of you posing with them?" Eren asks, his viridian eyes far from flawed as he smiles giddily at the tender flowers. His eyes were tinted with sparkles and sparks as he smothered you with kisses.

"Of course, I haven't forgotten about your photography and art hobby, Eren. Let's get back now, I don't think they would approve if we remained here, away from all of them. Today was beautiful, I can't wait to go home after." You allow your lips to meet his own in serene, such day lathered peace within the both of you. It was such a heartfelt moment, you hoped forever was this moment.

Not an ounce of angst now toys with the lovers, but such a scheming source remains lingering, only to be tackled the moment they lay in sight. The only obstacle to obtaining guaranteed peace remains, though the lovers are set to trudge past a gruelling and demanding obstacle.
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