Sweater Weather [Yumikuri fluff | Attack On Titan]

Sweater Weather

'Come on, Ymir! You've already pressed snooze three times!'

Christa voice sounded impatient, but not unfriendly. She softly poked Ymir's sides. Ymir lazily opened one eye and mumbled something incomprehensible.

Christa had decided to be healthy. A friend of hers had recommended going on morning walks, an idea that she rather liked. She thought it would be boring to go alone, though.

Unfortunately for Christa, Ymir had absolutely no motivation to be healthy. Especially not if being healthy meant getting up at six am.
Christa jumped on the bed, already in her running clothes.

'Pleeease?' She pouted. Her eyes strongly resembled those of an abandoned puppy. Ymir sighed and sat upright. Refusing Christa's puppy dog eyes was one of the few things she couldn't do, no matter what.

She reluctantly stood up and changed. Within ten minutes, they were standing on the sidewalk.
It was cold outside. She was still half in her payamas. Yoga pants and an oversized sweater, which made Christa giggle. She took Ymir's sweater paws in her hands and walked. Ymir smiled at her cheerful blush. One of the main reasons she was wearing this outfit was because she knew Christa loved that sweater on her.

They walked for a while before Ymir felt Christa shiver. Her breath was transformed into warm clouds as soon as it left her lips.
Ymir wrapped an arm around her.

'Hey, you're freezing. You okay? Wanna turn around? Or grab something warm to drink?'

Christa shook her head, her eyes lighting up with another idea. She ducked under Ymir's arm and quickly made her way under Ymir's sweater. Her eyes could barely look out over the collar and her hair was a mess, but she smiled nonetheless.

She nestled herself in the soft fabric and leaned against her girlfriend, who wore an amused smile on her face. They walked a little slower now, but time wasn't a factor.
A few joggers threw them strange looks, but neither of them cared.

Christa looked adorable as ever. Ymir couldn't resist and pressed a kiss on her nose. Christa laughed and softly bumped her nose against Ymir's. She then leaned in and quickly kissed the base of her neck.

A short giggle escaped Ymir's lips before she could hold it back. Christa automatically laughed and gently bumped her sides. It was very rare to ever hear such cute sounds from her girlfriend. She couldn't surpress a giggle herself.

They must look like complete lunatics to any onlookers, but luckily it was early. Nobody watched how the couple slowly walked, softly bumping into each other every few steps. Neither one of them wanted the walk to ever end.

Sadly, it did. They stopped at the threshold of their appartment, and Christa had to leave the sweater's comfort so that Ymir could grab their keys. She still kept a warm arm around her shoulder, though.

They both wore dorky smiles and a blush at the breakfast table, and it stayed that way for the whole day. This was the kind of moment their relationship was based on. Clumsy and just a bit awkward, but soft and loving nonetheless.

The next morning, the temperature was the same. Christa wore her running clothes again and was looking at Ymir for warmth. She happily obliged, taking her girlfriend in her arms and in her ugly christmas sweater.

Maybe, Ymir thought, this wasn't such a bad morning routine after all.