It was a Friday night, and Levi had just been making his homemade lasagna that he makes every Friday for the family. After finishing up and setting the table, he wipes his hands off on the apron he was wearing, and walks over to the stairs to yell up at his three boys (yes, Erwin being included in that bunch). He expected his husband would bring their infant down, as well.

“Dinner’s ready!”

The raven-haired male calls own, before turning back around and pulling off his sanitary bandana and apron.