6.0k words. a synopsis of acts: time skip, baby bump, pregnancy, happy crying, surprises, light talks of death, a toddler, angst-free, fluff, kisses, cuddles, stomach cupping, just them being so fucking adorable. mind errors + vote!
With not an ounce of heaviness tinkering with your body, you lingered within your kitchen, careful of your baby bump as you readied yourself to cook dinner for a working Eren. He was comfortably settled behind you, pleading to be able to make dinner instead of you, but you informed him that you solely wanted to be able to do so once.
In some moments, he couldn't help but slightly doubt if a part of you was able to do so, as you would often be gifted tiredness, having him complete such a thing. So, he couldn't help but monitor your movements, being sure you were comfortable enough to do so.
"Hey, get back to work," Eren takes in your words, his head against your shoulder as his hands wrapped around to settle upon your stomach.
Two months had inched by, leaving you no more than four months pregnant, slowly inching to five months. Not a single soul was aware of your pregnancy, but your location change and your attire changes alerted a few of your closest friends.
"Nu, uh, I'm trying to check in on my girlfriend and our baby," Eren whines as he clings further to you.
Beautifully calm, you stir the food in the pot, relishing the feeling of him pressed against you. You loved whenever he gently shaped against you, expressing the love he deeply held for you.
"Hm, when are you not?" He listens to you say, his fingers relishing the feeling of your bump. Softly, he kissed below the curve of your jaw, enjoying the sight of you in his t-shirt -- your dress beneath.
"That's a question that can't be answered, Eren," You groan as he continues to plant kisses upon your neck, gifting you warmth as you attempted to further formulate dinner. Just knowing that blissful snow rested outside, along with the cosy vibes within your home, the pending nursery, set joy within you.
"Hm, so, you're going to have to get ready, 'cause my mum, Zeke and Lotte are finally coming over to meet you again." Eren feels as you lighten up at his gentle words, in love with the thought of being in his mother's presence again.
Your first encounter with her ran as smoothly as silk did. The two of you bonded endlessly, spending the whole night talking, eating and discussing so many things — it was as if you were both long-lost friends. The same occurred with his brother, along with his four-year-old daughter — she found fondness within your presence. It was only Zeke and her, mainly since his wife had passed away a year ago.
"I love your mum so much, I can't wait to tell them that I'm pregnant," You smile as he holds your bump, "Carla told me that she sees me growing old with you. Also, she trusts me as your first girlfriend." Eren grows flustered at the words you released, carelessly informing him of the fate his mother attempted to dictate for the both of you.
"I can see that, as well," Eren breathes, "She's gonna kill me for getting you pregnant, but she's going to be so happy with you, I know it," Eren adds on, growing slightly stroppy.
He was set to get the ear-pulling of his life, especially since he hadn't informed his mother of the cheery news. He hung around, sheltering away the life-changing situation.
"I'm gonna tell her how you reacted," Eren puffs his cheeks, "And also, I can't help, 'cause I'm pregnant and tired." He listens to you whine, placing your free hand over his own that rested upon your stomach.
"We don't talk about that," Eren murmurs as his playfulness remained.
But overall, he remained such a loving father, being sure to accustom to you and his child's every need. He was so sure to read to your stomach, kiss your stomach and moisturise your stomach, attending to every aspect of it and you — he displayed endless love.
"She's going to know I'm pregnant," You mould into his embrace, "I'm showing a lot for almost five months, it's crazy." Eren takes your words into account, not caring as much.
He loves how prominent your bump was, especially when you remain naked. He was always exposed to the beauty of your bump; he adored it so much.
"'Surprised your friends and family haven't caught on," He says, his eyes growing slightly sluggish against you — he was tired. But even so, it was only four pm, and the eventless day still progressed.
"They've been wanting to see me so badly, so if I do go, they'll know damn well I'm pregnant," You scoff; playfulness lingers as you proceed.
"I mean, I think my mum has her suspicions about you and me expecting a child, but she hasn't pried yet." Eren jots down your words, his heart resting softly as he knew your mother completely adored him.
For someone who was your first boyfriend, she was grateful you had discovered someone as gentle and meticulous as Eren is.
"Just take it at your own pace, 'cause I like how peaceful it is, knowing some people aren't able to find an excuse to butt into our business," Eren informs you, leaving you to smile as he was solely correct.
Despite you not visiting your friends for a few weeks, you knew if they knew, they would attempt to monitor the fact that you were pregnant, especially by Eren. They were scarcely aware of him, only Mikasa, Jean and Armin, so you knew the news would bring others to remain extremely shocked — especially the baby aspect of the situation.
"True, 'cause I just want this pregnancy to run smoothly," You halt, "Mama don't want stress." You add within the conversation. Eren slightly purrs at your words, in love with your referral towards you being a mother.
"Hm, and I'll make sure your fine self isn't stressed out," He slightly sways you, "That's just my duty as your husband, and as our child's dad." He adds on, leaving butterflies brewing as he referred to himself as a dad — it was something you loved so heavily.
Whenever he solely expressed an ample amount of interest in everything that surrounded you and his child, it left you unable to contain your grin — you loved whenever he transferred into dad mode.
"Just propose, Eren," He grasps onto your hand, aiding you with stirring, "I want your last name so badly." He listens to your slight plea before he kisses a spot beside your neck, leaving you to chuckle at the motion that tickled you.
"I'm not telling you about my proposal plans," He groans, smothering you with kisses as he continues to help you stir — he was such a breath of tender air.
"Fine, but I'm trying to be Mrs Jaeger, 'cause I've got a mini Jaeger in my stomach," He chuckles, "It's still crazy knowing we're having a child, Eren." Your words elicit a smile upon his lips, especially as his free hand adorned your stomach, leaving you to smile at his closeness.
"Same, but I love knowing that it's brought us much closer," He continues to settle gentle kisses upon your tender neck, his lips plush and warm as you puddle into the sensation.
"Us, a family of three," He grins at your words, especially as you lace your hand with his hand, allowing it to rest softly against your stomach — he loved your bump so fucking much.
"'Max amount of children you want with me?" Eren questions, especially as you remained smitten with the thought of being exposed to so many children of yours.
"I just want two," Your eyes pool with a tint of admiration, "I don't mind raising two children together. I don't mind our house being a little lively." Your words of enforcement permit him to embed a grin upon his lips. His goals entwined with your own; he solely wanted two kids with you. Solely wanted a happy family that was involved with you.
"I don't mind having lively children in this home," He briefly intakes the layering of the kitchen, "There's so much space for our little one to be free." His words, battered with the beauty of delight, stain your demeanour with a lighthearted nature. His inclusivity towards his ample surroundings strung you along with a dominating sense of admiration.
"True, even though they're making space inside of me," Eren plucks out such tenderness within your words, especially as his fingers moulded around your prominent baby bump — adorning every aspect of it. Within the gentle pale purple dress you sported, you were able to make out your baby bump — it was relatively prominent.
"Hm, and you look very beautiful," Eren's lips slumber on the skin below the curve of your jaw; He rests.
"You should see how beautiful you and your bump look in the dress, you're so ethereal." Eren murmurs, his lips never drifting towards another task he was fated to engulf himself within. He failed to pry his lips off of gentle spots of you that lulled you into a smitten state; your heart replicated the sea with the swaying it routinely performs.
"To say that you did that," With caution, you settle away from your cooker, being exposed to the softness of Eren's features.
The softness as he brought himself to alter your position, shifting your body as he smeared his lips against your own.
His grasp upon your body was so tender as his fingers licked upon the fabric of your dress, coating you with an emotion-tingling warmth that failed to perish. His callous hand greeted your baby bump, whilst his hand settled by your recently-cut shorter hair. Openly, a vast part of you found yourself incapable of fully managing your hair, leading to you shortening it.
"And, I have no regrets," His lips blend with your own, infesting you with delight. The consistency of his lips was also so soft, so tender and light against your own — you deeply adored the feeling.
"Save it for the delivery room," His mellow chuckles paint the room with a beautiful hue, leaving you to form a smile against his lips.
"I'll work out my arm for it, lotus," He flashes you a boyish grin as you overwhelm him with love, paying attention to nothing more than him.
A soul that you love with everything you had; he was truly yours. Through all the roughened times you desperately yearned to stray away from, he made sure to embed his presence, etching your troubled thoughts.
"Better get training, Eren—" As a tender moment is exchanged between the two of you, you are both greeted with a commotion at the front door.
It seems as if that hinted towards the fact that his mother had finally settled in front of your home door, readying herself to occupy Eren's other home. The two of you had relocated to a colonial family home that Eren had settled aside; the two of you made the home your own.
"My mum's here with Zeke and Lotte," Eren's grin widens. Heavily smitten, he plants another kiss upon your lips, gently entwining his fingers with your own.
"I've missed Carla, she's such an amazing woman," Eren agrees with your words, his heart so gleeful as he deeply loved his mother.
In a way, she provided a haven of safeness, being sure to check up on him, reminding him to take life at a pace he'll be sure to remember. He was sure to follow through with the words gifted to him; he had met you.
"She's honestly amazing," Eren continues, further guiding you and himself towards the door.
He kept you beside him, being sure to match your pace as you were slightly waddling to reach the front door. With deep love, he couldn't help but perceive your evolving pregnancy walk as cute; it made a sense of safety overwhelm him.
"Stop smiling because I'm beginning to waddle," Eren chuckles as you turn to him with puffed cheeks, grinning as you both approach the front door.
"Your walk just looks cute as fuck," He informs you, stealing a gentle kiss from you before he readied himself to open the door, attentive towards the second knock upon the door.
"I can't even disagree with you," You lay your words upon him, slightly inching back as he began to unravel the locks upon the door.
His movements were calculated as he maintained a conversation with you, slightly settling before opening the ample front door. The moment an ounce of scenery was displayed, you were both exposed to the sight of Carla exhibited to the both of you, a bowl of prepared food in her arms.
"Hey, my little lovebirds," Carla's tender words inflict a sense of warmth over you, especially as she grins at the sight of the two of you. The natural lighting adorned her beautiful features.
Eren looked extremely like her, though he took after his father — he was essentially his clone.
"Hey, Carla!" As your words shift away from the atmosphere, Carla's eyes deeply widen as she brings herself to train her eyes upon your stomach.
The moment you softly latched upon Eren, his hand adorning your side, she was exposed to the mere sight. Exposed to the mere sight of your baby bump; she solely knew you were kissed by the spell of pregnancy.
"Y/n," Her eyes blossom with an unfathomable amount of tears, "Are you pregnant, my darling?" Carla's eyes are drawn to the loving sight of both you and Eren; she attempts to bury her head in the potential news.
She found herself gleeful at the awakening, unable to clear her tears as Eren attempted to maintain his emotions.
"Yeah, I'm pregnant!" The words you spew also become prominent to a Zeke who holds a sleeping Lotte. He was only sorting out his car, being sure to cater to the interests of his daughter — so the words caused him to gasp as he inched closer.
"Wait, you're expecting a child with Eren, Y/n?" Zeke questions with sincerity, the niceness of his tone leaving the three of you to grin. Grin as he remained taken aback by this factor. Also, a tearful Carla. Her tears were as delicate as untampered with gold.
"Yeah, our first child," He gifts a soft smile as you steer to the side, permitting the bump to rest upon display.
"Congratulations, the two of you," Zeke smiles, his eyes shifting down to a sleeping Lotte, "You've got to tell me how Eren reacted to it and everything! 'Cause he tends to freak the fuck out." Eren huffs at the uncalled-for exposure, maintaining his demeanour as you inched closer to Carla and Zeke.
"The story's cute but hectic," You halt, only to bring Carla within your arms, allowing her tears to dedicate towards the freedom you both displayed.
"So much went on that day, but Eren made sure to stick beside me. He has the biggest baby fever now." You turn back to grin at a beautifully flustered him, averting his gaze towards the sin sun.
"I'm so grateful that my grandchild will have loving parents," Carla slightly collects herself, "I'm still a little mad that you guys didn't tell me about the pregnancy, 'cause that's my second grandbaby." Carla's tears are scarcely cleared by the back of her hand; she was too gleeful within the moment.
"If I told you, you would have told Armin, mum," Eren chuckles as Carla clears her throat, her demeanour informing you that she yearned to cup your bump.
"I would have kept quiet!" Her words held no sincerity, "Y/n, darling, can I feel your baby bump?" Carla's tone doesn't shed its lightness. The lightness caresses the whole scenery, leaving all of you smiling at her heavy reaction — restricting tears.
"Yeah," You feel tears surface within your eyes, "I don't mind you touching my belly," She glances at you with a smile, her hands softening at the feeling of your bump against her fingers. She loved how valuable the moment was, even as Eren stood there, holding the food bowl she brought — growing in awe at the moment.
"I can sleep good now," She halts, "I'm happy the two of you love each other a lot," She breathes, "The moment we get inside, I want to hear about how you first met again! I love it." She grins, her smile lines radiating a sense of cuteness.
"I'm fine with that, it's my favourite story," You slightly pull from her, "And Zeke, are you sure you don't want me to make space so Lotte can sleep?" A slight smile's spotted on his lips as he appreciates the offer you gift him; it was one he found worthy towards Lotte's condition.
"I would love that, my little angel's extremely tired," He informs you, his cerulean eyes soft against his daughter resting in his arms. He couldn't help but restrict tears at the sight, aware of how her mother's looks were so embedded within her features.
"Come on in, I'm beginning to get pretty tired," You murmur as you place a hand on your stomach, inching your way into your home. Eren settled beside you as he held the food bowl, being sure to match your pace. He adored walking at a pace you were fond of walking at.
"How's pregnancy been treating you?" Carla questions you as you inch further within the spacious home, finding relief in the closeness of your living room.
"Apart from the morning sickness, and the reckless emotions, I'd say pregnancy is going well for me," She awes at your words as you gesture for her to plant herself upon a seat, whilst you readied yourself to section out a space for Lotte.
"I still can't believe you're having a baby with Eren," She beams, "If I knew I was going to be a grand mummy sooner, I'd be sending gifts every day." She adds on as Zeke slightly chuckles, holding Lotte.
Cautious, you brought a pillow upon the sofa, along with a blanket that rested within your living room basket.
"Carla, know I was going to tell you today," You observe as Zeke plants Lotte down, his lips discovering her forehead as you planted the blanket upon her.
You could tell she was overtaken by tiredness, as the journey lengthened out longer than an hour. His daughter loved the thought of sleeping; she knew her father would keep her safe throughout it all.
"Well, I did have a feeling that you were, but I just didn't have to ask you," She informs you as you momentarily question her if she desired something within the kitchen, all from her carelessly gesturing for Eren to bring a selection for her delight.
"I would have denied it, but the casually moving in with Eren should have slightly given it away," Carla chuckles as Eren finally plagued you with his presence.
She knew he loved you deeply, based on the way his viridian eyes twinkled at each movement you made. His lips would draw open, his demeanour was so fluffy and nimble — nimble to the touch. He only yearned to store you within his warm, monitoring your behaviour — he loved attending to the stories you gushed.
"No, I just knew that was going to happen anyway," Her mouth's agape with delight, "It was the fact that you were very reluctant to see me again, and Eren was unwilling to share detailed pictures of you and him." Her intuition brings a sense of calm upon you, leaving you to form a gentle smile as Eren's fingers plague your bump.
"I was getting fought by pregnancy, to my defence," Her illuminate smile floods your eyes as you endlessly smile. The beauty of her smile caused you to feel a new homely feeling; it had been at least a month since you had met with your mother.
"How's it going so far?" Carla's question is injected with curiosity. Her eyes twinkle with love. She intakes the sight of Eren rubbing your stomach, his large fingers gentle upon the area.
"It has its pros and cons, but I'm making the most of it," She listens to you inform her, relishing the warmth of Eren as tiredness began to engulf you. A sense of tiredness that stemmed from you bringing yourself to engage in rather tiresome activities; a well-scripted rest was guaranteed.
"How far are you?" Carla's lips move at a swift pace, tainted with excitement and a planet's worth of love.
She found herself attempting to fathom how beautiful a pregnant you remained. A fulfilling glow tainted your face, capturing your beauty as Eren's hands adorned your bump.
"I'm currently four and a half months pregnant," You glimpse down at Eren's hands on your stomach, "We're waiting to find out their gender." Eren settles his lips against the top of your head, his frame so comfortable against your own — he held delight over accompanying a pregnant you.
"Four and a half months?" Carla grins at your words, her hands capturing her heart as the moment tainted her with delight. Her hands were unable to falter, settled upon her chest as she swooned over the mere sight of the both of you — her heart was functioned by the revelation.
"Yeah," Carla's brow perks with a knowing grin, "I don't even need to say it." A softness infiltrated the atmosphere as Carla observes a love-riddled Eren. He settles his head upon your own, concealing his neediness as he deeply missed your attention centred around him.
"I can't wait to finally see the two of you build a life with your little one," Eren grows fidgety against you, attempting to cooperate with your attention drawn away from him. He solely wanted to lay with you, taking hold of you and his child — he loved beautifully cuddling with the two of you.
"Yeah," Zeke brings himself within the conversation, "I'm happy that you're both together," Zeke's eyes settle up on Lotte, "I've never seen Eren so happy before." Zeke finishes off; his limbs are controlled by the entirety of happiness; his eyes catch sight of Eren's embarrassment.
"I've never been happier," Eren smears his lips upon the top of your head, resulting in you reaching your arm back to softly attend to the back of his neck.
Gleefully, you caress the area. Deprived, he caves into the attention you gift him, a lazy smile and a crimson tint coating his features.
"Out of everyone to get a loving person and a loving family, I was expecting you to stray away from that," Zeke speaks, his heart softly pounding as he intakes an affection-tinted Eren. He held a resemblance to a black cat that had been catered to with fitting warmth; the warmth of a beloved.
"Well, I couldn't resist helping her during a thunderstorm," Eren's ears perk up with beautiful softness, "It's not every day you encounter someone as loving and kind as my girlfriend," Eren informs Zeke, his fingers continuing to coat your bump as Carla remained in awe.
"I should have known that your meeting story was going to be like this," Zeke teases; his demeanour shifts as you smile tenderly. He couldn't help but observe as you shifted, rather uncomfortable with the positioning of your back — causing you to slightly alter your body further.
"It's a perfect story," Eren intakes your tone of voice, "It is beautiful having a beautiful man and soul offer to help you, especially when you're slowly developing a cold," Zeke observes the scarlet tint that engulfs Eren's features — leaving him to stray away in ultimate awe and integrity.
"And do you plan on ever marrying the man?" Zeke asks with enthralment as Eren's eyes scatter elsewhere.
His lips were screwed with a puff, his features inflated with an aflame feeling that he was unable to rid from his body. A feeling that confirmed his heartfelt love towards you.
"Yeah," Your tone dips slightly into despair, "Right after our child's old enough." Zeke listens to your words in contentment, a sly smile coating his features — he found happiness within a dominant plan.
"The thought of them being a part of it is beautiful," Eren voices his words further, "The thought of being able to hold my wife's hand, with our little one running to us, that's adorable," Eren informs him, his cheeks trickling with the beauty of a crimson tint — he was so deeply in love.
"Just imagine our mini-us calling out for us, and essentially tugging at us to be held," Eren and you see as you grasp onto your stomach, unable to conceal your tears at the dream-like thought. A beautiful dream you were aware's true; it plagued your heart with an impenetrable glee.
"Stop. When you say that, it makes me ache to want to see our baby," Eren says, his brows creased with heartfelt.
He felt so happy at the thought of spending an ample amount of time with his child, being sure to become the loving parent that they yearn for. He loved the thought of pushing towards that goal.
"We'll see them in less than a year," A smile greets your lips as his kisses stain your head, "Our little bundle of joy." He listens to you speak, drowning out the voices of others. Only the both of you lingered; a sincere conversation occurring.
"I think we should enjoy this moment with our family," Eren relishes you grouping yourself with the entirety of them, "I'm sure settling outside in the garden would also be nice for Lotte." He hears you speak, as you begin to intake a stirring Lotte — her wide eyes glancing with subtle confusion.
"Pwpa, I'm hungee," Lotte murmurs to Zeke, her hand grasping onto his crumpled shirt. He observed as tears bloomed within her light brown eyes, her smaller fist unwilling to let go of his shirt. Such a sight caused your heart to swirl with sullenness.
"Mind if I take over, Zeke?" Zeke's eyes perk up, his lips curling as he tolerated the sentimental expression on your face.
"Yeah, that's fine," Zeke brings himself to a gentle halt, "She loves being held, so be sure to hold her whilst you settle in the kitchen." He leans forward, planting a kiss upon a frantic Lotte's forehead.
His cerulean eyes softened as he attempted to handle the occurrence.
"Nothing I can't handle," Slowly, but with sureness, Eren's body unravels from your own — his presence slightly withering away.
"I miss being held by you," Eren teases with a false display of a melancholic hue, "I don't find it fair how my girlfriend is getting stolen by others." Eren playfully frowns.
Feeling touch deprived, he brings himself to arise with you, allowing his arms to reinforce themselves, his lips carefully cave lovingly against your own.
"Maybe, it's fair for today?" You bring yourself to carefully make your way over to an awake Lotte, your very presence stirring the little girl into a state of mesmerisation. Your presence left her unable to shed her precious tears, only enthralled as you held attributions similar to her late mother's.
"Hey, Lotte," You manipulate your tone to a softer level, observing the intrigue within her tear-stained eyes.
"Hwllo, mwma," At her words, you were only able to crumble your features in sullenness — drawing closer to the little girl.
"I'm your auntie, baby," Tender, you lower yourself to her height, careful with your baby bump.
With cautiousness, you trail your nimble finger towards her own — allowing her to take hold of your larger finger. Her eyes blossomed with curiosity before safeness cleared her subconscious fight or flight.
"Awntee?" Her lips pour with the soft words; she tilts her lost head to the side.
Her ample eyes glance at you with innocent curiosity, leaving tears to form in your eyes. You were going to be sure to take care of this little girl. As her auntie.
"Yeah," Your eyes twinkle with admiration, "I'm your uncle Eren's girlfriend," She takes a further hold of your hand, grinning at an attentive Eren.
"Uncy Eren!" Lotte babbles with glee, swarmed with all the memories she had built with Eren.
At a time when Zeke laid his most vulnerable, Eren would remain with his mother, being sure to obtain every need of Lotte's. Every need as he allowed Zeke to carefully shape into the father and mother that Lotte was in desperate need of. Eren had taken care of the little girl as if she was his own, and he was forever likely to treat the little girl as his daughter.
"Yeah, Y/n's my girlfriend, little lots," Eren's soft words modify the willpower in your abdomen, leaving you horribly warm at his vigilance towards her.
He cherished her as if she was his own.
But that was just how the man you love is: a respectful man that's certain to oversee any child as his own.
"Swe's bwtifwl," Lotte's glistening eyes soften tremendously at the very sight of you, shortly accompanied by a fidgety Eren.
But as he was fidgety, she discovered the sight of you plaguing his hand with your own, only to bury yourself within his hold — his hand upon your growing stomach.
"And, you're very beautiful, too, Lotte," Your words attain twinkles within her brown eyes. Her eyes were so soft and curious, riddled with amulets of cherished and blossoming love.
"Uppie!" She musters out. Her features unwound as you inch closer to her — observing the tears that settled within Zeke's eyes. Eyes that grew aware of the love and support that lingered within his corner.
"Come here, Lotte!" Beautifully, you exclaim, your features heavenly and tenderly sculpted. You take hold of the toddler, allowing her body to cradle your side — resting above your baby bump. Resting above your baby bump as she brought herself to hug your side, her eyes momentarily becoming engulfed by a dark abyss.
"Awntee, hungee," She found herself unwilling to cause a ruckus, only intaking your presence and the presence of Eren beside you — his love so overwhelming and boundless. His demeanour only radiated such unkempt love and prosperity.
"I know you are, little one," Your tone relaxes into a tender, motherly one, "I've got kid-friendly food in the fridge." Lotte perks up at your words, her heart settling at the thought of being gifted a beautiful presence.
"Like mwma?" She questions with doe eyes, her gaze tender as she scanned the template of your home. A home she found herself so drawn to, it as if she was set to accustom herself to it.
"I didn't know your mumma, little one, but I hope I can be the best auntie to you," Lotte could only hold you closer at your words, her tears becoming prominent as she hadn't had a motherly figure in a long time.
"Mwss her," Lotte brings herself to say, clinging to you as Eren also tried to comfort her — his demeanour heavily mellowing out.
"I know you do, little lots," Eren stills his breathing as he brings a finger to wipe her tears, "But your mother will forever be with you, even if you can't be with her now," Eren explains, only for her to be slightly calm. Calm as a gesture of reassurance was spread throughout the atmosphere.
"Hungee," Lotte could only bring herself to say with a smile, only for Eren to chuckle at her known demeanour switch. A demeanour switch he was heavily grateful for; he grew sad whenever she remained sad.
"C'mon, what do you want to eat?" Eren questions Lotte, having a clue on what it was she was going to request.
He was so familiar with the little girl; she was practically his daughter. He had raised her for a large sum of time on his own, as his mother aided Zeke with coping with the loss of his precious wife.
"You know!" Lotte exclaims with glistening eyes, beaming as she shook so gleefully in your arms.
"Hm, what is it?!" Eren levels with her excitement, smearing his emotions with merriment. He couldn't help but find himself extremely happy at seeing his niece so happy and vibrant, taking his words into account.
"Slwced appies!" Lotte exclaims, unable to contain her grin as Eren had already prepared some in a container. He knew the little girl so well, you couldn't help but inch closer to him, settling a tender kiss upon his lips.
"Eren, I love you so much," He listens to your words as he gifts you another kiss, handing you the container to slowly feed Lotte the broken-down apples.
"I also love you so much," Eren chuckles as you bring yourself to hand Lotte an apple, aiding her with eating it. Eating it as you stole kisses from Eren; he was so smitten with you.
"Thwnk ywu!" Lotte shrieks as you help her with chewing the apple. She seemed gleeful as she examined the happiness that Eren exhibited towards you; the two of you reminded her of her parents.
"You're welcome, little lots," A smile is gifted by you as you bring yourself to sit her on your lap, slowly feeding her apples. Enchanted by the sight, Zeke brings himself to hang around, relaxed by the door.
"Your dad does a brilliant job with your hair, little lots," She grows gleeful at your words, "Your hair is so beautiful and you're so amazing." Lotte chuckles at your words with admiration, finding herself so drawn and protected by a lingering you and Eren.
"He dwes it like mama dwes it!" Lotte exclaims.
Awe is all you felt towards her words, so enthralled by her nature — she was a bright little girl.
"He does a very good job," Eren brings himself to butt in, cutting up a few more apples, "That's going to be us soon." His words cause you to hold back your tears; you could only glance at him with tender love.
"You guys are so in love, it's actually beautiful," Zeke speaks as Lotte perks up at her dad's presence, gleeful as he inched closer — softly twirling a single one of her curls.
"Papa, they'we like mwma!" Lotte speaks as you gift Zeke his babbling daughter, intaking his gentle smile of appreciation. A smile that left you grateful that you were going to be able to appreciate the second family you had attained.
"Yeah, your uncle, Eren, his good heart landed him a woman who also has an amazing heart," You awe at Zeke's words. As he speaks, he glances at a playful Lotte, grinning as she plastered a saliva-filled kiss against his cheek.
"Knowing this, it makes me happy with being able to wake up and rub my girlfriend's pregnant belly," Eren brings himself to admit, smiling effortlessly as he loved being engrossed in such a comforting lifestyle.
"I think that's the most loving thing you've said, Eren," Zeke sighs with sarcasm, only to observe as Eren clung to you. Clung to you as a hand of his was settled upon your ample stomach, it shaped over your bump.
"Well, my love hears a lot more loving things than you do," Eren frees a laugh, letting himself bask in a moment that held such beauty.
A moment that allowed him to only relish how peaceful life remained for the both of you; his love for you remained unfathomable. It was a love that overran meadows upon meadows, planets and unexplored galaxies that lingered.
A love that, on its own, wrote many beautiful sonnets, poems that solely sync to how close his heart remains with your own. How he couldn't help but wish the both of you were entwined for many universes to come; he knew you both are.
A moment like this, this was one he knew he was set to mentally frame. He adored the entirety of you and his unborn child.
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Sora-Umi.