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actor eren x f!reader

**part of my method acting fic

an: @deusfoundry made a very passionate reblog about method acting sasha and levi. had to serve what I could, I hope you like it!!!

I’ll just meet you there, it’ll give me time to think.

You look across the courtyard and it fills your stomach with an unnecessary amount of dread.

Eren’s sitting there, Maya lazily strung across his lap while Marco makes an unruly mess of his hair. You note that Eren doesn’t even pay notice to either of them, because he’s too deep in the conversation that he’s having with Jean and Mikasa.

You note that his hair is getting too long and that it’ll be time to cut it soon, but even that would be awkward. To confront him about it, to have him sit near the sink and cut it for him – that you’d probably inevitably fight after the fact because he would bring it up again, trying so needlessly to figure out why you were so put off by something so stupid.

“Is there any reason that you and Eren arrived separately?”

You shake your focus out of the image to find Sasha and Connie sitting at your side, noting the particularly nosy looks on their faces, as you drop your hands to your lap. You’ve made a mess of the floral centerpiece that was at your table, now shredded to a mix of petals and stems.

You wonder if Connie’s nasal cannula ever gets uncomfortable. If he’s really in pain after the transplant and not telling anyone.

“Is there any reason that you’re worrying about me at your anniversary party?” you ask.

“There’s only one thing more riveting than talking to Niccolo at a dinner party. Finding out why our golden couple hasn’t even spared each other one glance tonight.” Sasha jokes, reaching for one of the leftover potato wedges on your plate and securing it between her fingers.

You roll your eyes. Some golden couple the two of you were.

“Even your kids didn’t say hi to you when they walked in. That’s major.” Connie responds.

“They don’t have to say hi to me when they walk in. We live together, Connie.”

Connie shakes his head, slamming the bottom of his cane against the floor.

You wonder if he’s making enough progress that’s up to par with how long it’s been since the transplant. Your sneaking suspicion is that he hasn’t and you can’t help but wonder if he’ll give up soon.

“Maybe other kids. Yours are always split between you and Eren. And Eren always stops to talk to you. Poor guy can’t get enough, which I don’t understand.” Connie adds.

You elbow Connie in the side, earning you an irritated laugh, before you pinch your eyes, looking back over to where Eren and Jean are now talking in hushed voices – which you’re certain, has to be about you. Granted, you weren’t doing anything too different, but you can’t help but wonder if Eren is as reserved about discussing it as you are with them.

“If you must know, Eren and I are having a little disagreement.” you respond.

You note that you can see the two of them grin at each other in your peripheral vision – meaning that almost everyone must have noted at this point that you and Eren were acting strange.

They were the only ones who were able to muster up the courage to come ask. Granted, the nosy schemers had picked perfectly. It was Sasha’s party and Connie had just gotten out of the impossible. You’d feel bad if you didn’t indulge.

“How little? Pineapple on pizza? Parking car in the driveway?” Sasha asks.

You shake your head.

“Eren wants to get one of those…those genome tests to see what diseases we could be predisposed to.” you respond.

“Who? Marco and Maya?” Connie asks.

You shake your head.

“All of us. Me, him, and the kids. He’s even trying to convince Falco and Gabi to do it. If you talk to him for long enough, he’ll probably talk to you about it too. He just found out about it on the internet and now he feels like he has to know.” you respond.

“And you’re fighting about it because…?” Sasha asks.

You feel a weight on the back of your chair, only to look directly up and find Levi staring down at you, a notably irritated look on his face.

“Are you guys talking about why they showed up separately?” Levi asks.

“No.” you respond.

“Yes.” Connie and Sasha respond.

Levi gives you a snide look before pulling up a chair and listening into the conversation. Connie spares almost no time – and you notice that while he just had open heart surgery a month ago, his energy levels do not reflect that in the slightest.

It was a good sign.

“Y/N just said that Eren wants to get one of those genome tests that tell you which diseases that you’re going to be predisposed to. And they’re arguing because Y/N doesn’t want any of them to do it.” Connie states.

“And you argued so bad that you showed up separately? Over a dumb test?” Levi asks.

You frown.

“You don’t have to be so patronizing, Levi.” Sasha scolds.

“I’m not being patronizing. Surely it can’t be that.”

Sasha shoots him a menacing glare to which Levi puts his hands up, like he’s surrendering before gesturing for you to respond.

“Well, that’s not far from it. We did argue so bad that we showed up separately. He said that he would meet me there because it would give him time to think. And well, that just made me even more mad because he…”

You pause.

It’s because he left without kissing you goodbye.

“It’s stupid. The entire thing is stupid and it doesn’t matter.” you respond.

Sasha gives Connie and Levi a look, before the two of them shoot an equally questioning look back at them. She clears her throat, before shooting you all a polite smile.

“I think you have to use the bathroom, Levi. You should help him, Connie.” Sasha states.

Levi glares at her. “And why would I need his help?”

Sasha reaches forward and pinches his arm.

“Because you’re pushing fifty, grandpa. Get a move on.” Sasha responds.

Levi and Connie begrudgingly oblige and you can tell from the look on their face that they’re expecting a full report back when Sasha wrangles the truth out of you. But you know her better and from the look on her face, you can tell there’s no intention to share without your permission anyways.

Sasha scoots her chair closer to yours, looping her arm in through yours and resting her cheek on your shoulder.

“You know me and Niccolo fight too, you know?” she murmurs.

“About what type of pasta he’s making for dinner?” you ask.

“Mostly. But other stuff too. We’re trying to decide how many kids to have…if we should have any.” Sasha murmurs.

You widen your eyes.

“You’re thinking about not having any?”

Sasha shrugs.

“I don’t know. I don’t feel particularly strong about it right now. Maybe I’ll change my mind later but…I feel like we already have a hundred kids around. That kind of fulfills the need for me.” Sasha adds.

You shrug.

“You don’t have to have them. I mean, we probably all don’t help since we all have them, but…but Levi didn’t have any either and he’s just fine.” you respond.

“I guess.” Sasha responds.

You pause.

“You don’t sound very convinced.”

“Levi couldn’t have them and he really wanted to. I don’t want to deprive Niccolo when we are lucky enough to have them if we wanted, but I just don’t…want them. That might make me sound like a bad person but I just don’t. I like our life how it is and it’s enough for me. I don't want to deprive some kid of love if that’s not what I’m ready for right now.”

You interlock your fingers with hers.

“That definitely does not make you a bad person. I’d argue it makes you a great one. What does Niccolo say?”

Sasha sighs.

“He’s so understanding. I know he wants them badly but he knows that it’s my choice since I’m the one who has to carry the baby and I’d probably have to be the one to take off work with Niccolo’s schedule. But that almost makes me feel worse, like…like because he’s so understanding I should just give in and do it, you know?”

You hum in response.

“I know but also I don’t. It’s a basic thing for him to agree with whatever you decide when you’re the one going to be doing it. You also don’t have to reciprocate a nice act just because he did one for you first.” you respond.

Sasha laughs.

“You sound like Levi.” Sasha responds.

“He has his moments.”

Sasha pushes off your shoulder, cheeks lightly dusted pink as she hikes her legs to her chest and pulling the fabric around her ankles.

“Your turn.”

You sigh.

“You know, you really don’t have to reciprocate a nice action with another one. I can just hear you talk about you and Niccolo and not have to talk about me and Eren.” you joke.

Sasha reaches forward and pinches your cheek.

“But you should. Come on.” Sasha responds.

You mimic her motions, resting your cheek against her shoulder and breathing in the scent of her minty perfume.

“I really don’t want to do this test.” you respond.

“I mean. I gathered that much.” Sasha responds, sarcastically.

You elbow her in the side, earning you a laugh from her, before looking back over at Eren, now braiding the ends of Maya’s hair with Connie at his side.

“Eren wants to take the test because he thinks it’s interesting. He’s wondering if the Alzheimer’s from his grandfather's side can be seen in his genes or tendencies for liver disease and what not. He…he’s more intrigued by the science of it all. What country and regions our ancestors are from.”

“And you…

“And it scares me. What if Eren does have Alzheimer’s from his grandfather's side? I’m going to start obsessively Googling how I can make him keep his mind sharp. I’m going to control Marco and Maya’s diets because I’m scared they’ll get heart failure or kidney stones or…or anything.”

You pause.

“I already worry enough that they’re going to die when I leave them alone. If they leave the house and I’m not there. I don’t need to sit there worrying about it every waking moment and this…this is basically putting the thought in my head.”

Sasha tilts her head to the side.

“I’m gathering Eren doesn’t know this part.”

You sink down into the chair.

“Yeah. Kind of been avoiding telling him”

“Why?”

You sigh, turning to your side and shuffling your legs onto the seat. You can’t help but lower your voice as you whisper.

“Because Eren and I are going to have a real fight then.”

“A real fight?”

“Because I’ve been avoiding him this entire time and he’ll be upset that I did this over something I should have just told him. Eren told me I had nothing to be scared about and it might be better for me if I just do the test or just tell him what’s bothering me and….and I don’t know what it is but I just can’t.”

Sasha nods.

“He thinks I’m making a really big deal about the whole genome test thing because he doesn’t know why. And rightfully so because…because I would be annoyed about this entire thing being blown out of proportion when it’s not that deep but…but it is to me. And it’s not his fault that he doesn’t know but I don’t want to tell him so I just…don’t talk about it.”

Sasha hums in response.

“That must be really frustrating for him. Seeing you shut down and trying to figure out why.”

“I know.” you whisper.

“It must be frustrating for you to. Wanting to open up but also protect yourself.” Sasha adds.

You shrug.

“Why are the kids not talking to you?” Sasha asks.

“I guess I shut them out too. But I don’t want them to side with me because then Eren will be alone…when I’m already shutting him out to begin with. I know having them be around him all the time, maybe more so than usual is helping.”

Sasha rolls his eyes.

“I’m sure it doesn’t. He would hate to see that you’re alone and upset. Especially when you’re so attached to Maya and Marco.”

You shake your head.

“I just think he’s at his wits end since it’s so…erratic lately. Unstable. I cried so hard before I came here because he left the house without saying goodbye. I couldn’t even get in the car and drive here before I knew that he made it here safely because I would be so upset if something happened to them.”

Sasha lifts one of her hands, tangling through the knots at the ends of your hair.

“You know, there’s a normal amount of worry and a point where it becomes a little too much. You can’t possibly live while being that stressed out all the time.” Sasha murmurs.

“I know. I’m trying to figure it out.”

Sasha leans back, giving you a bright smile.

“And you will.”

At the end of the party, almost everyone was slumped on Mikasa and Jean’s couches, eyes lidded shut in the cool air of the summer. You note that Marco and Maya are both in Jean’s lap now, Eren and Connie deep in conversation.

Connie got his drama fix elsewhere.

“Mind if I sit here?”

You look up to find Levi at your side, hands braced against the back of the chair.

“Go ahead, grandpa.” you respond, gesturing towards the open chair.

“I’m not that much older than you.” Levi responds.

You smile.

“I know. I’m just teasing.”

Levi leans against the chair, his eyes trained in the exact same spot as you. You can tell that he’s waiting for you to bite the bullet, only because you’re positive he wouldn’t have approached you the way he did if he didn’t.

“How much did Sasha tell you?” you ask.

Levi shakes his head.

“Sasha didn’t tell me anything.”

“And that would mean hell froze over. She can’t keep anything from you. And even if she did have the capabilities of keeping a secret, she’d never keep one from you.”

Levi smiles. Like he’s touched.

“I believe she had very sound reasoning to tell me.” Levi responds.

You snort.

“And what’s that?”

“Sasha’s feeling particularly sentimental. Recalling a time when a friend of hers went and told me something that she maybe should have kept to herself, just so I could come help out when it was needed.”

You tilt your head to the side.

“What?”

“Do you really not remember?” Levi asks.

You shrug.

“I remember that it was the dead of the night and you knocked on my door. Panting. You were really worked up, but that wasn’t unusual for you. What was unusual was that you were talking about someone else. About how Sasha didn’t think that she was pretty, that you wanted her to know how special she was, and you…”

“I asked you to take her on a date. Because I couldn’t think of anyone else who could without upsetting someone. I couldn’t have Connie burping on her all night so it wouldn’t be ideal.” you respond.

Levi smiles.

“You know that meant a lot to her?” Levi asks.

“I mean, I guess. I would imagine that it would mean a lot to me if I felt the way she did too.” you murmur.

Levi shakes her head.

“When I took Sasha on that date, I kind of took her on three dates in one. I told her that there’s lots of different things that you can do. Took her to an escape room that we just did together, just so we could try something new. She was absolutely horrible at it. At one point, she got so bored of looking for the keys that she just watched me do the entire thing and ate the snacks that she had in her bag.”

You smile.

“I asked her what her favorite thing to do is and she said eating, so we made dinner together.”

“Oh god.”

“Exactly. She broke my Instant Pot. One of the first things she did when I bought my new house was send me two, just so I could have a backup. As if I’d ever let her into my kitchen again.”

You snort.

“You sound like Eren talking about me.”

“Well, you’re both particularly inept at these type of things.”

You shoot Levi a glare.

“And after that we…we talked about all the deep stuff for a lack of a better word. She recounted exactly what you had told me, but in greater detail. About how she was scared that she was going to end up alone. That no one was ever going to love her.”

You lean back in your chair. And note that Levi almost seems like he’s choking up.

“I made it a point to Sasha that she should have all three things in whoever she picks in the future. Someone that she could try new things with, just to get out of her comfort zone. Someone that she can communicate with, even if it’s something as simple as who is making what part of the meal. And most importantly, someone she can share her burdens with. No matter how dumb she thinks they are. At the very least, someone who makes her believe like she can and is loved. That at the very least, it’s one of the easiest things to do once you get to know her.”

You smile.

“You know she adores you, right?”

Levi shakes his head. Still too stoic to confront it head first.

“So you took Sasha to an escape room to tell her that but you’re giving me the Sparknotes?” you groan.

Levi smiles.

“I’d imagine that Eren would find it inexplicably strange when I was take his wife on a date.”

You smile.

“That’s fair.”

You shrug. And you’re not sure why, but it makes the tears bubble up in your eyes, until they’re freely bubbling down the side of your face.

“It’s just dumb. How am I supposed to tell him I’m upset because he left home without kissing me goodbye? That’s ridiculous.”

It’s right at that moment that you feel it, a waft of the cold air before there’s a pair of lips pressing a kiss to the side of your cheek. You can immediately clock from the musky smell that it’s Eren, as he’s now resting his head on your chin, your cheeks flush together.

“Exactly like that. You’re supposed to tell me exactly like that, sweetheart.” Eren murmurs.

You look to your side and glare at Levi.

“In my defense, I told him to wait.” Levi responds.

“And I refuse to do that when she starts crying.” Eren responds, shooting him a glare.

Levi takes Eren’s very stern hint, before shooting you a polite smile and pushing out of his chair, where Sasha’s waiting at the end of the table. The two of them give you bright, bright smiles as they link their arms together and walk off towards the other side of the garden.

Eren takes the empty chair, making it a point to pull it extremely close to yours, as he gestures for you to lean against him. You oblige, taking in his sweet smell once again as he brings his hand up to your hair and rubs circles into the sweet point on your neck.

He reaches forward, soft fingers wiping away the wetness on your cheek.

“Do you have something you want to tell me?” Eren asks.

You shake your head.

“I mean. Not really.”

Eren gives you a smile that sends a wave of relief through you.

“You’re just crying about how much you love Sasha?”

“Basically. She’s a really good friend, you know?”

Eren smiles, before pressing another kiss to your hairline.

“A really good friend. She staged an entire intervention and gave me a lecture.”

“Really?”

“Well. She staged the intervention with Levi. And facilitated the lecture Levi gave me. Said it would be scarier if it came from him.”

“Was it?”

“Oh, of course.”

You laugh.

“It was warranted. Levi doesn’t play about his girls. Granted that you’re both involved, he’s going to feel all types of ways.”

You smile. You look back towards the end of the garden, at the two of them sitting near the fireplace – at the clear disdain Levi has for the sticky smores that she’s eating.

“I didn’t know that you asked Levi to take Sasha on a date. Did he do that for you?” Eren asks.

You shake your head.

“He just gave me the highlights. But I didn’t really need his wisdom until now, so it makes sense.”

Eren leans forward.

“I’d love to hear about this wisdom.”

“You know. About trying new things with your partner, sharing responsibilities and burdens and all that.”

Eren grins.

“Did you hear it?”

“I mean, obviously. I’m repeating it to you now, aren’t I?”

Eren shakes his head, before reaching forward to tuck your hair behind your ear. You lift his hand and press a kiss to his knuckles.

“I mean, are you ready to put that wisdom to use?” Eren asks.

You shrug.

“I suppose I have to now.”

“I mean, you don’t have to. I’m never going to force you to share something with me. But I do want you to know that you can tell me. And I know you always have, which makes me just curious why you’re not keen to do it now.”

You sigh.

“It’s nothing about you. It’s about me.”

“I love to hear about you. Do tell.”

You roll your eyes.

“You need a haircut.”

“You can go home and give me one. But right now, you’re deflecting.” Eren responds.

“Eren.”

“I know you’re mad I didn’t kiss you before I left. And I really am sorry about that. I’m not even sure how I forgot.”

You shake your head.

“I mean, you were upset with me. I wouldn’t want to kiss someone either if I was annoyed.”

Eren reaches forward and pinches your cheek.

“That’s the difference between me and you. I could kiss you all the time.”

“And yet you don’t.” you joke.

Eren leans forward, pressing a lingering kiss to your cheek. And leans right back, giving you a bright smile as he waits for some indication of approval. You shake your head at him, before reaching for his open hand and lock your fingers with his.

“I’m working on it.” Eren responds.

There’s a pair of footsteps behind you, Jean and Mikasa with Marco and Maya in their arms with an almost awkward smile.

“We hate to interrupt a totally great reconciliation that’s going on.” Jean starts.

“Then don’t.” you respond.

Jean glares.

“Shut up. We’re just giving you your kids back since you pawned them off to us.”

“Maya spent twenty minutes asking me when your cooties would be gone so she could talk to you again. Nice one, Eren.” Mikasa responds.

You shoot Eren a confused look, before taking Marco from Jean’s arm, readjusting his sleepy head onto your shoulder and giving him a grateful smile. Mikasa does the same with Eren, the two of them squeezing your shoulder before taking their departure.

“Cooties, Eren?”

“I told Marco and Maya you were sick and that they shouldn’t bother you. They asked what you were sick with and I couldn’t say something real so I told them that it was cooties. Safe to say that they were horrified.”

You frown. “Great. Now they think I’m infected.”

“Sweetheart, it’s a made up disease. I’m sure you’ll live.” Eren deadpans.

You reach forward, brushing your hair through the matted mess on Marco’s forehead. Eren rests his cheek against the top of Maya’s head, rubbing soft circles into her back.

“You picked cute outfits.”

“It took me two hours. You’re way better at this stuff than me.”

You smile.

“Do you ever realize how hard it is to do this stuff without me? Because I think about it all the time, how…how hard it would be to do stuff without you.”

“I’m starting to get an idea.” Eren responds.

“I think about it all the time. I hate doing the laundry because the machine is too tall. And I don’t really like to drive at night. I prefer doing groceries together.”

“I do too. I can stop you from buying the entire store.”

“Hey.”

Eren laughs.

“It’s hard enough to manage those thoughts on my own. It’s hard enough to not think about Marco and Maya like that. And I know it’s not that serious and I’m being a stickler and it’s…it’s not that deep but you would basically be handing me a list of things to worry about everyday.” you respond.

Eren hums in response.

“I don’t want to think about you forgetting me. I don’t want to think about Marco and Maya getting surgery like Connie and recovering for so long after the fact. I hate to think you're driving without me because I don’t know if you’re at a really long stoplight or your car stopped there because of something else. I would hate to think that the last thing you and I ever did was fight because I could never get over that. We already spent so much time not talking to each other and I don’t want to do it again.”

Eren squeezes your hand three times.

“I would love it if you could have told me that in the first place instead of pulling away.” Eren murmurs.

“I don’t want to talk about anxiety medication again. I hate that I’m even bringing this up again. I should be over all of it by now. I know logically that telling you will make me feel better but I can’t because sometimes I just don’t want to feel better. I’m…I’m so upset that we spent so much time apart and you were alone. I hate not talking because it just…it just reminds me that the entire period we spent apart was preventable if I wasn’t so stupid. You can’t be like Marco for me because that would be my final straw. And yet I’m here letting it all happen because I just can’t do anything.”

Eren takes a beat. For a long time, almost like he’s thinking of the right thing to say. And it takes a few minutes, a few quiet minutes of him rubbing circles into your hand, before he figures out what to say.

“Do you really think I ever got over what happened?” Eren asks.

“What?”

“You’re forgetting that I was the one who was horrible to you first. It’s not a particularly easy feeling to live with. Do you even remember what I said?” Eren whispers.

“Well, I…”

“Not just to you. To Armin. To Connie. Even Marco, when he was just trying to be nice to me.” Eren responds.

You pause.

“I have to remind myself that I can’t necessarily live there anymore. Not in that part of mind. Not when you look to me for support. When I have them to take care of. I don’t want to think about that when you’re all here with me.”

You smile.

“I did slap you. That’s considerably bad.” you respond.

Eren laughs.

“It didn’t hurt.” he responds.

“I was wearing rings.”

“You could never hurt me.” Eren responds.

“But I did.”

Eren sighs.

“You can’t just expect everything that happened to be over for you. It’ll come up when it comes up. Even when you think that it’s long gone. Sometimes you don’t want to pick yourself up. It’s considerably easy when you let us do it for you.”

“You sound like you’re speaking from experience.”

“It’s hard to pry into your mind sometimes.” Eren shrugs.

“It’s hard to let people in when I still feel like I’m fifteen and the only person on the outside.” you murmur.

Maya shuffles around in Eren’s arm, in what has to be an uncomfortable position as Eren secures her against him.

“I’m not people. Everyone else is on the outside from you and me.” Eren responds.

“You’re more than people. It’s hard to disappoint you.”

“You have to know you could never do that.”

You lean your head against Eren’s.

“Will you take Maya on a date when she’s old enough?” you ask.

Eren smiles.

“I’ll make Levi do it. She’s going to think I’m biased. I am her dad and all. And if she’s your daughter, she’s going to be stubborn and do the opposite of what I say.”

“Well, then she’ll give you a run for your money. You can reach Levi levels of patience.”

Eren laughs.

“For what it’s worth, you’re exactly what Levi described for Sasha. All the qualities you should look for in someone.”

“I am?” Eren asks, grinning ear to ear.

“Don’t get a big head.”

“Do tell.”

You sigh.

“You make me try new things and push me out of my comfort zone. Like giving some weird genetic test a chance. At the very least just to stop…stop being so nervous about these types of things.” you murmur.

“You don’t have to.”

“It’s just a dumb test. It can’t hurt me, can it?.”

“Well, whatever it is. We’ll figure it out together. What else?”

“We communicate well. At least when I can muster up the courage to do that.”

Eren smiles.

“I have an infinite amount of patience when it comes to you. I waited two years, I can wait a few days.”

“I’ll try to make it so you don’t have to, Eren.”

Eren smiles.

“That would be appreciated.”

You sigh.

“You’re the only person I could share this type of stuff with. Responsibilities, burdens. Just hard to remember that you’re all on my side sometimes. I kind of catastrophize to the point where I think that’s not true.”

Marco’s sleepy voice breaks the conversation.

“Do you still have cooties?”

You glare at Eren.

“No. Go back to sleep.”

“Oh thank god, sweetheart. I was starting to get sad about it.” Marco responds, eyes still lidded shut against your shoulder.

“Sounds like we should go home.” Eren states.

You give him a nod, handing the two of them over to Eren before bidding Sasha and Niccolo your last goodbyes. You can’t help but hold on to Sasha for a little too long, murmuring into her ear.

“Thanks Sasha. Your help means a lot.”

And when you pull back, there’s a glisten in her eye. You note that Levi’s watching the two of you, eyes focused as Hange rambles on in the background.

“It’s nothing you didn’t do for me first, princess.”

“Just count yourself lucky that you got free food out of it.”

Sasha smiles.

“He works for his audience.”

There’s a white envelope waiting on the counter as you cut Eren’s hair. It takes extreme focus – to not think about what’s in there and instead focus on the conversation Eren’s having with Marco and Maya and cutting his hair.

“Eren. Do you have a favorite color?” Maya asks.

“My favorite color is your favorite color, sweet pea.”

Maya glares at Eren.

“You don’t even know my favorite color.” Maya deadpans.

Eren shoots you a signal for help, as you mouth purple in the mirror.

“As if. Your favorite color is purple.” Eren responds.

“You cheated. Sweetheart told you.” Maya responds.

You laugh.

“I did no such thing.” you respond.

“Maya. You’re not supposed to do that.” Marco murmurs.

“Do what?” Maya asks.

“Side with Dad.” Marco whispers.

You can’t help but laugh as you slip off the last of Eren’s hair, giving him a tap on the shoulder to signify that you’re done. Eren takes the note and immediately reaches for Marco, tickling at his side.

“Who told you that, you little menace?”

“She did.”

You shake your head at Eren, as you reach for the envelope on the counter, and sliding your finger along the closing. You hand the papers over to Eren, who agreed to open them and read them for you. His green eyes dart through all three of the papers, as Marco and Maya tangle themselves in between your legs.

“You know. I’m unbelievably healthy.” Eren responds.

“Hilarious.”

“Really. You can read it for yourself.”

Eren hands you the papers, three pages worth of a testament to the fact that he just said. Each glaring red text, indicating a negative response fills your heart with joy, especially regarding what you cared about the most.

His memory.

Eren gives you a glimmering smile, eyes filled with warm recognition of you, that was promised, at least for the most part, not to fade.

edit: I just realized this was way too similar to the last extra that i wrote but fuck it we ball

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