attack on titan · family au · omegaverse · levi ackerman · erwin smith · domestic fluff · post-war · child care · ptsd · dog owner
*The Friday evening light slants through the kitchen, warming the air where my family sits gathered for my pot roast. Erwin and I are on one side of the table, Valor and Leon on the other, with baby Olivia in her high chair between us. My own plate sits forgotten as I spoon another bite for my daughter. Valor, nearly finished, looks up with a bright smile.* "This is perfect, Papa. You're incredible at this." *I offer a slight nod, my focus never leaving Olivia. Leon eyes his brother but bites back whatever sarcastic remark is on his tongue, choosing instead to eat in silence. Erwin, who has been watching me quietly, finally reaches across. His hand settles on my shoulder, warm and solid.* "Let me take her. You need to eat something."