Author's Note: Again, thanks for the feedback! I really appreciate it! Now witness the wedding of Humanity's OTP. I watch way too much Say Yes to the Dress.

If all weddings were this tedious, then the little boy sitting on the bench against the wall watching the adults run past one another never wanted to attend another one ever again. The day was already one of the most boring on record, and nothing had even happened yet.

To begin, Eren and Levi had woken their son up early that morning, and the child was still a bit crankier than usual due to his late night at Connie's bachelor party the day before. Breakfast was rushed and the child found himself sad that his fathers didn't sit at the dining table with him like they usually did. As soon as he had finished his meal, Levi had washed him thoroughly from head to toe despite the fact that he had had a bath the night before. When dry, Eren had dressed him in stiff, restricting clothes that, yes, looked nice, but weren't all that comfortable. And he hadn't even been dressed in the whole outfit yet! When all three had been fed, cleaned, and dressed, they all quickly ran to the building where the ceremony and reception for Connie and Sasha would be taking place. And now there was even more prep to do. The rest of the men hadn't been as clean and proper as the men of the Jaeger family, so Levi had ordered all of them to wash and dress again, including the groom.

Now all of the men were clean and presentable, but there was still plenty of prep to be done before the ceremony, and the little boy was annoyed and bored, not a good combination for any child. He was fidgeting in his fancy clothes, trying to loosen the collar of his shirt every so often, only to have either his papa or daddy rush to fix it.

"I don't wanna wear these dumb clothes!" the little boy finally whined as Eren tried to button him back up for the umpteenth time. His voice was so loud that all the activity in the men's prep room stopped momentarily, and tears began to well up in his eyes. "I don't like this, nu-uh! First I have to get up early, and then I have to eat alone, and then I have to have another bath-!"

"What if you had sweat-!"

"I WASN'T DIRTY, PAPA! And now I'm wearing these dumb clothes, and I'm bored and lonely and…!"

The child tried to finish his rant, but fat tears were already running down his face. The room was silent save for his crying, and Eren immediately let go of his collared shirt. "I'm sorry, baby," he said, cupping his son's face. "I know, this isn't fun, but I promise that we'll have a lot of fun later. There will be music and dancing and food and all sorts of fun things to do, but right now we have to get ready for the ceremony."

"The ceremony is the boring part," Connie added. "I even think it's boring, and I'm the one getting married! But then, once it's done, we all get to go and have fun at a big party. Doesn't that sound great?"

Tears stopped rolling down the child's cheeks, but he still sniffed and rubbed his eyes out of frustration. "I know," he mumbled. "I just…"

"I know, you're tired and bored," Eren said gently, wiping the last of the tears away with his thumbs. "But you've been such a good boy all day, so please just hold out a little while longer, okay?"

"Hey, Eren," Bertholdt said, "you and Levi have both done so much today, and you guys aren't even in the wedding. Why don't you two take a break and spend some time with the kid. We got this." He smiled when the rest of the men nodded in agreement.

Levi let out a sigh and shrugged. "That's not a bad idea. It's been a long morning, and it's going to be an even longer day. Come on, let's get some fresh air." He lightly pat Eren on the shoulder, and his husband pulled their son into his arms. The little boy immediately wrapped his arms around his daddy's neck and rested his head on his shoulder, thankful to have some affection and attention at last. When he was secure, Eren followed his husband out of the room and down the hall. Levi stopped at a door and held it open so the three could go outside and breathe in the cool autumn air.

It was just what the little boy needed. He quickly relaxed, his earlier feelings of frustration disappearing with the calm wind carrying the fallen leaves away. His arms tightened around Eren's neck in a hug. "Thank you, Daddy, Papa, I'm sorry I yelled and cried."

Eren soothingly pat the child's back. "You don't need to apologize, baby, it's okay. It hasn't been the easiest morning. You've been such a good boy all day though, so we should have brought something to keep you entertained."

"Tomorrow we'll all spend the day together," Levi casually added. "We'll play with you all day."

The child finally smiled. "Thank you, Papa."

Eren smirked at the thought of Levi joining in playtime. That was usually another one of Eren's parenting jobs, on the list with bedtime stories and cheering up during difficult times. None of those things were Levi's strong suit, as he was much better at cleaning the house, doing the laundry, and disciplining his two babies. But Eren liked this side of his husband, the side Levi rarely showed even to his family, the side that wanted nothing more than to see their son smile.

After a few more minutes of silence, the little boy in Eren's arms tugged on Levi's jacket sleeve. "Papa," he said, "when you and Daddy got married, did you wear a white dress like Aunt Sasha will?"

Eren immediately clamped his free hand over his mouth to keep from bursting out laughing, especially when he noticed the look of horror on Levi's face. That look quickly turned to malice though when he twisted around to glare at his husband. Eren immediately slammed his hand down to his side, his previous laughter disappearing in a flash.

Levi groaned and rolled his eyes, face softening much to Eren's relief. "No, I didn't wear a dress; I wore a suit."

"Was it white?"


Instead of giggling, the little boy just smiled at the response, still resting his head on his daddy's shoulder. "I bet you and Daddy both looked really beautiful."

A flush of pink appeared on both Eren's and Levi's cheeks as the two recalled seeing each other for the first time on their own wedding day. In that exact moment, they had been the only two people left on earth. No Titans, no other humans, no animals, just them. It had been a truly magical moment, seeing each other dressed in their best and glowing with excitement and love. Each had seared the image of the other into his memory to keep until the end of time.

Eren smiled, pink still staining his cheeks. "Papa was so beautiful, the most beautiful I had ever seen him at the time."

"I'm going in," Levi abruptly announced, walking in a straight line back to the door. "Sorry, I just, I-I'm cold. And those morons are probably messing themselves up. Someone needs to babysit your brat friends."

When Levi was back inside the building, Eren finally let out the laugh he had been holding in. His son looked up at him, obviously confused, but Eren just grinned at him. "Don't worry, Papa's just shy. Seriously though, he was so beautiful. Let me tell you…"

The morning had been nuts. People had spent so much time running back and forth, making sure that everything was in order. Now there were only a few minutes left before the ceremony, and I couldn't wait. I wanted to see Levi so badly; I just wanted to be married to him already!

I fidgeted in my chair as Armin brushed out my hair for what seemed like the thousandth time. He was determined to make it less of a mess than it usually was, but it stubbornly refused. Oh well, I didn't care. "Armin," I finally said, "Armin, thanks and all, but it's really okay."

Armin sighed heavily. "I just think that Levi would like it better if it was neat, you know? Considering what a neat freak he is."

I laughed. "It doesn't bother him as long as it's clean."

Finally, Armin but the brush down and smiled. "Okay, you win," he agreed. "Just, I'm sorry, Eren, but I'm just so excited for you! You're getting married! Yeah, you're young and all, but you've found the person you're destined to spend the rest of your life with, and I'm just so happy for you. Finding love like that is a miracle!"

Behind him, Mikasa smiled sweetly and finished setting a flower in place on a head piece. "Eren," she said, prompting me to turn around. She looked directly at me and walked over, placing the flower crown on my head and letting the short veil fall down my back. When it was settled in place, she took a step back and smiled wider. "Perfect."

I couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed at the decoration. Since we were both male, Levi and I had decided to wear flower crown veils with our suits to signify that we were one and the same now. Still, I smiled as I felt the light, airy material tickle my upper back and neck. I was going to be Levi's partner in life. We were going to care for each other in the way any husband and wife would. We would fulfill both roles for each other. It was a wonderful thought, and it stained my cheeks a light pink.

Mikasa's smile softened. "Eren," she said quietly, "you look really beautiful."

"Thanks. I hope Levi thinks so."

"He will."

I looked up at her.

"And he'll take care of you, too. I know you'll be happy together."

There was a sort of wisdom in Mikasa's eyes that I couldn't identify at the time, so I just stood and embraced her. She returned the action. "Thank you, Mikasa." And she squeezed me lovingly.

Somewhere along the line of their relationship, the tension had dissipated between Levi and my sister. I think she had finally realized that everything he had ever done, even beating me up in the courtroom during our early days, was all for my protection in the end. I didn't know for sure though, and I still don't know exactly what changed their relationship. I wasn't going to question it though. They were getting along, and that was all that mattered.

A knock at the door broke us up. "Eren," came Erwin's voice, "it's time."

I exhaled a deep breath and grinned at Armin and Mikasa. "Here we go!"

And, with that, I closed my eyes and let them guide me out of the room. I heard Erwin join us and murmur something about how nice I looked. I wasn't really paying attention, because I could only think about Levi and how I was about to marry him. I couldn't wipe the gigantic, stupid smile off my face. My expression probably made me look like a Titan, but I didn't care. I just kept walking forward until I felt Mikasa hold me still, preventing me from taking another step. My heart started drumming in my chest. Oh god, Levi was right in front of me. I squeezed my eyes shut for fear of opening them too quickly. I heard Erwin laugh and direct Armin, Mikasa, and Hanji (who must have led Levi out there) into another room. He then said, "Alright, you two, open your eyes when you hear the door close."

I sucked in a breath and heard Levi's hitch. Erwin just chuckled quietly and slowly eased the door shut. The moment I heard it click, my eyes flew open, and I immediately brought my hands up to my face to hide my blushing cheeks, overly goofy smile, and teary eyes.

Levi was the most beautiful I had ever seen him. He wore a crisp, clean, white suit and tie with a black button-down shirt, just like we had agreed. It was tailored to him perfectly, hugging every curve and showing off his hard-earned physique. His skin was porcelain-smooth, though his cheeks were a rosy pink, and I suddenly realized that he was smiling wide and also had his hands up to his mouth in an attempt to hide his joyful expression. His gray eyes were glossy and shining to the point that I thought they were made of silver. His jet black hair was silky as ever, kept in place by a sweet, delicate crown of white flowers, the same as mine, complete with a short veil dangling down his back.

I lost it. I broke down crying and embraced him, to which he returned the gesture. He clutched at my arms and shoulders, and I wrapped my arms around his waist. Oh god, this creature of perfect was about to become my husband. The thought alone was enough to make me bawl.

"Hey, stop it," he said gently, looking up at me and brushing my tears away. "Enough, you'll stain your suit."

"Sorry," I whispered back, wiping the threatening tears away from his eyes, "I'm just so happy. You look beautiful…gorgeous! Stunning and-"

"Quiet, you little brat. You're gonna make me start." And he wiped his own eyes, holding back an embarrassed laugh.

I smiled at him and wiped my face one more time. When we were composed enough, we each hooked one arm around the other's and opened the doors to the ceremony room with our free hands. We had decided early on that we would walk each other down the aisle to show that we were equal in our relationship, that we were two halves of one whole.

I couldn't get to the altar fast enough. I just wanted to get up there and be married already! But I restrained myself, and we took our time. We savored the moment. It was a small ceremony, since we had only invited our closest friends (and my one family member), so the walk was short, but it still felt too long to me.

Finally, we made it up to the altar and unlinked our arms so we could join hands. I barely listened to anything the officiant said, all my attention focused on Levi. Oh god, only a few more minutes and we would be married. THIS WAS ACTUALLY HAPPENING.

It took me a moment to realize the officiant had asked me if I'd have Levi for my husband. I jerked a bit out of surprise and embarrassment, causing snickers to arise from the crowd (dammit, Jean), but then said, "I do."

After a few more moments, I continued, "I, Eren, take you, Levi, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live." And, with that, I slipped the ring onto Levi's finger. OH GOOD GOD I HAD DONE IT. I HAD SAID MY VOWS.

Levi said his own vows and slipped the ring onto my finger, but I was so deliriously happy and drunk on euphoria that I barely registered it. My knees were growing weak, and I was shaking. I hoped that Levi didn't notice my sweaty palms, but I think he did because he smirked up at me, silently calling me a little brat. It was a term of endearment nowadays though, and I accepted his jab as my hands tightened around his, and he squeezed back.

"Eren and Levi," the officiant finished with a smile, "in so much as the two of you have agreed to live together in Matrimony, have promised your commitment to each other by these vows, the joining of your hands, and the giving of these rings, by the authority vested in me by the King, I now pronounce you married. You may seal your vows with a kiss."

And we did. Oh, we did. The crowd around us exploded with cheers and applause, but I couldn't hear any of it. All I could hear was Levi's breathing and soft moaning, and all I could feel were his hands on my face and his heartbeat running wild against my chest.

Oh god, we were married. At last.


Eren jumped at the sudden voice and turned to see Armin standing in the doorway. The blond grinned and said, "C'mon, we gotta take our seats. The ceremony is about to start!" And he rushed down the hall to catch up with the rest of the guys.

Smiling, Eren looked down at his son and bounced him in his arms. "And I'll bet that's how Uncle Connie and Aunt Sasha feel right now. I bet they're so excited to get married they can barely stand it. So, while the morning's been tough, baby, the rest of the day is gonna be great."

The little boy looked up at him and smiled back. "I was imagining how Papa looked when you were describing him, Daddy. It sounds like that was the most beautiful he's ever looked."

Eren's smile softened and he pressed his lips against the child's head, burying his nose in that same silky, black hair that belonged to his beloved husband. Out of all the physical traits their son could have inherited from Levi, Eren was glad he had received his hair. It was so pretty, much nicer than the chocolate brown mess that sat upon his head. That black hair and those green eyes were a constant reminder that he was theirs, both of theirs, as in, he had come from the two of them, and Eren couldn't imagine a greater expression of love.

"The second-most beautiful," he barely whispered.


"Ah, that's another story for another day," Eren said, standing up straight again. "Come on, baby, let's go meet up with Papa and find our seats so Uncle Connie and Aunt Sasha can get married!"

And, for the fist time that day, the child was excited. "Yay!" he squealed, clapping his hands together as Eren walked them back inside. "Time to live happily ever after!"