It was a Friday night in the Smith family household, and everyone was currently gathered around the table having some Sauerbraten that Levi cooked for them—excluding baby Olivia. Erwin and Levi were on one side of the table, and Valor and Leon on the other, with Olivia at the end of the table in her high chair sitting next to her omega father, whose plate had been forgotten in the process of trying to feed her.

Valor had already almost finished all of the meat on his plate, his expression clearly showing how much he was enjoying the dish. He glanced up at his omega father, the younger alpha grinning as he spoke. “This is great, Papa. You’re an amazing cook.” Levi only smiled slightly in response, but ultimately continued focusing on feeding his daughter.

Leon glanced at his brother out of the corner of his eye, the urge to mock his praise strong, but not as strong as the knowledge of the scolding he’d get if him and his brother started arguing at the dinner table. Instead, he just shoveled another bite of Sauerbraten into his mouth.

Erwin had been mostly silent throughout the beginnings of dinner, glancing over at his husband occasionally to see if he’d eaten at all yet. After a few more minutes and getting a decent amount of food into his system, the alpha reached over and placed a gentle but firm hand on Levi’s shoulder, speaking to him softly. “Let me take over, love. You need to eat.”