"Well that was a relaxing bath," Levi sighed, crashing on the bed, taking Hange with him by her waist. Her hair was damp and so was his, but that didn't matter. He planted soft kisses on her nose and ears, wrapping his legs around hers.

"It sure was," her words came out through a giggle.

She returned his affection, cupping his face and tracing her thumb over his cheek. She squirmed out of his grasp, so the pair could lay face-to-face in their double bed.

When the two of them were older and finished school, they decided to find a new house.

It was a simple home, but they knew they had to buy it when Hange found out that the master bedroom had a bay.

Sunlight would flood the room in the summer, and when you walked in you could feel the heat prance on your skin. Their bedroom was fairly simple, decorated in soft beige, white and green accents that complemented each other very well. In the bay window, Levi had inserted a built-in seating area for his wife, tying in her love for the sun with her love of reading.

"I love you, four-eyes."
"I love you, too," she said, pecking his nose. Her eyes were not hidden behind her glasses, giving him a chance to lose himself in them. He played with a lock of her hair.

"Hold on, wait here."
Hange sat up and tilted her head to see what he was doing. He grabbed a towel from their closet and sat behind her, drying her hair, then running her green brush through it.

When he was finished and Hange had stopped her failed attempt at trying to dry his, he tossed it into the bathroom. 

"Now where were we?" he asked, raising his eyebrow, playfully almost. Hange grinned and yanked him down by his shirt, kissing him with ferocity.

Crying noises and running was heard outside their door, making them both pull away.
"Tsk, what are those brats up to now?"
They heard their bedroom door fling open, instantly scrambling off each other.

Five years on from their wedding, they'd even welcomed two children into the world.
"Papa! Leelu ruined my painting!" Samson wailed, throwing his arms in the air dramatically.
"Leelu's only two, Sammy. I'm sure she didn't mean it," he said, bringing the four-year-old into his lap and brushing the hair out of his eyes.

Samson sniffled, burying his head against Levi's chest.
"Leelu's annoying."
Levi chuckled, ruffling his hair.

Leelu, their little daughter, stumbled into the room on her chubby legs, her hair scrunched into a small pony on the top of her head.

Hange scooped the toddler in her arms, their sluggish cat following behind. Nike had grown up to say the least and Leelu was his favourite Ackerman. Wherever she went, the little fatty followed.

"Mama, Sammy kicked my legos over," she mumbled.
"Hey, both of you need to apologise for ruining each other's stuff," Hange said, placing the two of them facing each other on the mattress.

They stubbornly huffed, until Leelu saw Samson's dried tears, concern growing on her chubby face.

"S-sorry Sammy, for messing up your picture."
"I'm sorry for kicking your tower over."
"Friends?"
"Friends."

They grinned and hugged each other, then Samson grabbed his sister's hand and the two ran off.

Hange and Levi shared a glance.
"Those two are something."
"Leelu reminds me of you, Rivi."
"And Sammy's a renegade like you, four-eyes."

Hange kissed his cheek.
"We should start getting ready for the big date, love."
"Okay, lemme just go see what those two are up to, they've gone quiet."

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While Hange was getting ready, Levi slid the old photo album from under the sofa into his arms, then sat down and reminisced on all the pictures. He smiled at all of the old Polaroid images from the past, which were tattered, creased from the edges and slightly worn in colour.

Then, his eye caught his favourite image. It was a picture of him and Hange running down the seashore just after tying the knot.

He remembered it all too well.

The refreshing coastal breeze of 1993.

Hange walked down the aisle in that white dress they spent months saving for. He was simply speechless when he saw her. She looked so beautiful.

As much as she always said she hated dresses, she'd never been more in love with an item of clothing. A backless garment, accompanied by a sweetheart neckline - a gown that perfectly glorified her silhouette and flowed so perfectly. The first layer of the dress was silk and had an additional layer of chiffon over the skirt to define it and give her gestures a fluidity.

The doorbell rang, both kids who were watching TV scrambling to the door to open it.
"Hi kiddies!" Nanaba squealed, picking the two tykes in her arms. Mike followed behind her, bags of shopping in his hands and a scarf over his neck.
"Nananba, Mike! You made it!" Hange said, greeting her with a hug.

"Of course! Happy anniversary to you guys! I actually picked something up on my way here," she said, holding out a card and some donuts.
"You guys, you really didn't have to!" she said, taking a hair tie in her fingers. Levi bit down on his lip, watching her tie her hair back.

"As usual, their food is in the fridge, you just have to heat it up and I guess they should be in bed by eight," she said, putting some earrings on and grabbing her keys.

"Got it. You two have fun!" she said, bidding them each goodbye with a hug, Mike copying her actions.

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Once getting out of their car, they headed into the cinema, Hange clinging to Levi's arm. While waiting in the queue, they both whispered amongst themselves.

"Hey isn't that the guy you beat the shit out of? What was his name again...Kai?"
"I think you mean Kyo," Levi whispered back.

The two of them snickered, as they approached the counter. Kyo looked up from the cashier, pretending he didn't recognise either of them.

"Hello, how can I help you?"
"Two tickets to see Titanic," Levi said, tapping his fingers against the counter.
"Can I interest you in any food or beverages?"
The couple shared a short glance. They were wearing backpacks for a reason.
"No."

"Your film is being shown in room 8."
They nodded, taking their tickets and heading into their theatre. They burst into laughter.

"Did you see his face?" Hange giggled, her nose scrunching.
"He looked like he'd seen a fucking ghost," Levi chuckled.

The cinema was pretty empty, considering it was summer and the movie blew up in the winter season. They sat down comfortably and the film ran. At the drawing scene, Levi averted his gaze to his phone, Hange laughing at his awkwardness.
By the end of the film, Hange's eyes were glazed over with tears and she squeezed Levi's hand.

"Well that was a shitty ending. It was too sad for me," Levi said, the popcorn packet in the bin.
"I know," Hange said, blowing her nose into a tissue and laying her head on Levi's in the car.

"Shall we go get dinner?"
"Sure," she said, attention on her phone, texting Nanaba about how the kids were doing.
Levi took it out of her hands and turned it off, kissing her lips tenderly for a minute.

"Hah, that was a nice recovery," she giggled.
"Recovery from what?"
"Jack's death."

Levi smiled slightly and stroked her hair, before starting the car up and driving to their restaurant reservation.

Hange in the passenger's seat looked at him and smiled.

Years of struggle, but they both finally found their happy ending.