she's my darling, my little girl
When I said I’d get this out in the morning, I meant that I would if I were a responsible human being. But we all know I’m not.
Written for jeansashas because life is kicking her ass and I like making people happy.
Levi stands above Hanji at the head of the bed, absently stroking her forehead and brushing damp hair from her eyes as he tries to get another look at the baby, who had been whisked away by Historia and Mikasa as soon as the mother had gotten a chance to hold her and the cord had been cut. They claim they’re just cleaning her off, but he wouldn’t be surprised if they were just keeping her away out of spite as well.
It’s feels like an eternity before Sasha and Nifa clear Hanji and Historia comes over to hand him the small white bundle. “Your daughter, Captain,” she says, smiling slightly.