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Erwin can trace memories on Levi’s face. Memories that Erwin keeps to himself and memories that they share together. The rare moments when Levi actually gets to sleep, Erwin likes to take the time to recount some of his favorites. He never once thought he would find someone as beautiful as Levi and never did he think he would fall for such a person.
He runs his fingers through Levi’s dark black locks, happy that his lover is finally getting a little rest, something that currently is eluding the older blond man. He sighs and rests his head on the pillow next to him. For once, Levi’s brow doesn’t seem as dark or furrowed. It’s nice to seem him looking slightly at peace. Normally Erwin worries about the shorter man and what goes on in his head during the hours he is conscious, but now in this moment of peace, Erwin doesn’t have to worry, even his dreams seem to be calm.
He notes that Levi’s hair seems to be getting a little long. Strange, he thinks, as Levi is usually so on top of his appearance and cleanliness. The last thing the short male wants is messy hair. Erwin is the one who cuts it for him. He lets out a silent laugh as he recalls the time Hanji offered and Levi had run in the opposite direction. The man did not trust that woman to do anything of the sort, but Erwin…though his hands were big…he was precise when it came to cutting Levi’s hair, shaving the back to just the right spot and snipping the ends so they looked freshly cut. Though he never said it, the way his face softened as he looked in the mirror, Erwin could always tell that Levi was extremely satisfied with Erwin’s work.
It was something Erwin had become very talented at; reading Levi’s emotions. The man was stoic and rarely showed his thoughts, but Erwin was slowly becoming a Levi expert and he couldn’t deny that Levi was becoming an expert on Erwin. Erwin couldn’t even count the amount of times that Levi had come to his office, sat on his lap and pressed his smooth forehead against Erwin’s, not saying a word, but knowing that was exactly what Erwin needed. He wasn’t sure how the little man did it, but he always seemed to do it at the most perfect times…right when Erwin was absolutely desperate for his affections.
Erwin traces his hand past Levi’s brow and cups his cheek gently, careful not to wake the man. He remembers the first time Levi let him touch him intimately…together in that hotel room. Sharing it had been an accident…due to Hanji’s carelessness. Though Erwin often times wondered if she had done it on purpose, but even still it was the best accident that had ever happened to Erwin. They had been so foolish to think that they would be able to hide their feelings for each other as long as they had planned to.
Erwin chuckles as Levi’s nostrils flare slightly taking in air as he sleeps. He smirks, knowing how Levi’s nose will scrunch up when he doesn’t like something. It’s extremely subtle, and almost impossible to notice, but Erwin can see the bridge wrinkle ever so slightly when Levi is displeased. Even though he knows it’s strange, Erwin can’t help but love how cute Levi looks when he’s annoyed.
He slides his thumb over Levi’s lips, pressing his own to Levi’s. It’s impossible to pick one memory attached to Levi’s lips. The first time they kissed…the second time, the third and so on…each one is special and each one defines every reason why Erwin absolutely adores Levi. He loves the man’s lips. They’re perfect, like Levi is to Erwin.
When Levi feels the pressure on his lips, his eyes shoot open and Erwin closes his, apologizing. “Ah…Levi, I’m sorry you just looked so peaceful, your lips tempted me.”
Levi’s eyes are probably his favorite…he loves how soft they are, but he especially loves remembering how cold they used to be…it makes him feel warm for seeing the trust that lay in his dark blue hues now.
“Were you watching me sleep?” Levi smirks sleepily, his own eyes closing again, wrapping an arm around Erwin’s neck. “Creepy old man,” he yawns.
“I love you too, Levi,” he whispers and wraps an arm around his body, keeping his lover and his memories close.