This was not what Levi wanted to happen. He was just going to go downstairs with Eren, grab food, and go back up. But no! Peter had to insist on them all eating together. And the worst part: Eren was cooking!

As Eren worked in the kitchen Levi had pulled Peter outside. "Why is he cooking for us again?!" Levi snapped at him.

"Because he insisted on it. It's not a big deal Levi."

"He shouldn't have to cook for us! He's a guest, not a fucking maid!"

"Language!" Peter crossed his arms. "And he's not being a maid. He's being nice."

"I don't give a damn about my language." He muttered. "Fine." He went back inside, Peter following and sitting back at the table and continued his work.

Levi entered the kitchen to see what Eren was making. He was creating this super cheese macaroni creation. "You don't have to do this brat." Eren waved him off as he continued.

Truth is, Eren loved cooking. Mikasa was like England in the kitchen. He literally walked in one day and the stove, counters, walls, floors, and all surrounding area was covered in black char. And whatever she could turned to coal. Apparently it was supposed to be blackened chicken. She took blackened way too far.

So now he did all the cooking. For safety reasons.

He popped the macaroni into the oven and sighed, starting to clean up. "No, I'll clean." Levi intercepted, pushing Eren out the way as he cleaned up the mess.

Eren leaned against the wall and watched Levi clean. The look on his face was purely content. He was happy to be cleaning, but Eren was looking at something else. He has a nice ass.

Eren scolded himself for looking and thinking that. He had a boyfriend! Sure he hated Joey with a passion but he was still in a relationship with him, and Eren wasn't about to become a cheater of any kind.

"Done." He put away the sponge and nodded in approval at the work he had done. Levi then got out plates and forks, setting them on the counter. "Again, you really didn't have to make dinner. My dad was being a stupid ass for letting you do this." Eren shrugged and took back out his phone.

I'm used to it. I cook all the time at home. Mikasa is a terrible cook.

Levi smirked slightly. "So you're like the woman of the house, minus your cleaning ability."

Eren's face lit up bright red and he put a hand on his face, trying to cover the blush.

Shut up!

"I see no threat in those words or that blush. But if your cooking is as good as you're implying I may need to marry you." Levi meant it as a joke of course but the embarrassment on Eren's face showed he was taking it seriously. "I'm just kidding brat. Don't get your panties in a twist." If it was even possible his face got redder. Levi almost wanted to laugh at the site. Almost.

At that time the timer on the oven went off and Eren rushed to it. He grabbed an oven mitt and took out the dish. The scent of cheese wafted into the kitchen and throughout the house. It was a familiar scent to Levi...

"What do you put in it?"

Eren set the pan on a hot pad and picked up his phone.

Three different packets of cheddar, Gouda, heavy cream, bacon, and macaroni.

"That's how my mom made it." Levi said before he could stop himself. Eren hummed and dished it up on three different plates. He handed Levi his plate and fork, smiling.

"Thanks." He lead Eren out into the dining room. Eren set a plate in front of Peter then sat down, Levi following suit.

"This looks great!" Peter exclaimed.

"Don't sound so excited. It's macaroni." Levi said bluntly.

"It's been years since I've had a home cooked meal. I have room for excitement." He looked at Eren. "Your family must love it when you cook." Eren shrugged and pushed the food around his plate before picking up his phone.

My sister loves my cooking.

"And your father?" Levi's head snapped up at him, an icy glare emitted from him. Peter knew about his family situation yet he asks that? Bastard.

My father doesn't eat with us. He's a busy man.

"Too busy for family? What a shame." Levi snapped.

"Shut the hell up Peter. You're no better. So stop acting like you're father of the fucking year."

Eren's eyes widened at the harsh words. It was in that moment that he realized how much they didn't get along.

"Levi Heichou Rivaille!" Peter banged his fork on the table, causing Eren to flinch. "You do NOT use that language."

"Don't use my full name. Only one person was allowed to use it and you're not it. And I'll curse if I want too. You're not going to fucking stop me!"

"We have company." He said those words as if they explained everything and cured cancer in the process.

"So? Like I give a damn!"

Suddenly Eren banged his fist on the table, causing them both to stop. The livid anger emitting from Eren was enough to make any man stop.

Eren was pissed off beyond all reason at them. How they sat and argued so easily, as if second nature. They have a chance to have a good relationship but instead all they do is bitch at each other.

He looked up at them and actually growled as he typed his words.

You two need to stop! You're father and son, whether you like it or not! You have a chance at a great relationship but its as if you aren't even trying.

Both the men stared at the words. "Levi, take Eren up to your room." Peter said calmly and for once, Levi complied.