Of Teacups and a Quill. [Levi Ackerman]

Hoodie

Levi's clothes are disappearing day by day.
Genre:  Modern AU, fluff, kinda crack?

"Stop hogging the blanket!" He clicks his tongue at you, your name coming out of his mouth in a demanding tone, he sounded like your mother. You ignored him anyway, submitting to the warmth and softness of the fabric and turning your back on him, making your lover scoff.

"How dare you." He mutters.

The morning came fast, your man and his punctuality never cease, he woke up before his alarm and did productive things before deciding to take a shower and pick some clothes. His eyebrows rose at the sight of his unusual closet.

Levi never spoke up about your habits. How you lightly snore when you sleep, how you whine to yourself when you can't find your things, when you make a mess and leave it for exactly one hour before deciding to clean it up.

You are weird in your own, little way. And Levi usually do not mind.

But these days, the man's closet seemed to be getting bigger as weeks pass by. There is something wrong but he can't point it out. Is he losing clothes?

Levi grew accustomed of waking up without the duvet, and sometimes without his pillows, too, but in the three years that you are in a relationship, he never witnessed you take his clothes. . . in short, he hadn't caught you, yet.

———

You lay on your bed while flicking through your phone, browsing through the newsfeed and gossiping online while hugging your boyfriend's black hoodie. It's one of his favorites, you knew that, but it became one of yours, too! Besides, he doesn't seem to notice. . .

Sounds made by the fan is white noise to your ears, you swear your eyelids are getting heavier moment by moment. Regret filled your heart as you realize that you could have been in Levi's apartment today, but he said that he'd work late, so you decided to go home to your own nest because it's been two weeks since you last slept in your own bed.

You kind of miss your boyfriend's place, now. His scent just lingered all over the apartment and words can't describe how much you love it. But, it's fine, I have his hoodie tonight anyway, you thought.

Just as you were about to concede to the drowsiness due to your incredibly hectic day, the door of your bedroom gradually opened, the light from your living room illuminating the dark, cold nook.

Levi stood by the doorway, eyeing you. His suspicion did not fail him, eyes darting to the hoodie residing in your arms. Your sleepiness seemed to evaporate as you realize what he had realized.

"I knew it!" He says, barging into your room. He had been cold all day and God knows how salty he was at work just because he wasn't with his favorite hoodie!

"I promise, I didn't steal your hoodie—" You defended yourself and you were cut off when your man stole his hoodie away from you, "Hey, give it back!" You stood up, ready to fight for the piece of clothing.

He glared at you, keeping the hoodie so close to him you felt kinda jealous. Realizing how serious he is about his clothes, you smiled sheepishly after realizing that he might go through your closet and go berserk the moment he finds out how full your closet is because of his own clothes.

"I've been cold all day because of you, woman." He spat out your name as if he had loathed you, he is so serious about this!

With the sleepiness already gone, you stood in front of him, scratching his undercut and grinning when you had felt him groan under your touch.

"How about I keep you warm tonight, yeah?" You offered, mischievousness glinting in your eyes. And of course, who is he to decline? He needs your warmth after a long, tiring, and cold damn day.

——

Soreness has greeted your body first thing in the morning. Every part of you aches, while your lover who's cheek is currently squished against your chest is sleeping soundly. Bruises of last night's hot love-making is evident on his neck and chest, and you really don't want to think about yours.

Limping from the bed to the bathroom, a smirk formed on your swollen lips, seeing his hoodie on you.

Hah, at least I get to keep it.