Big Brother Knows Best (Frieda x OC)

Happiness Matters

A/N- Quick note, her name is pronounced Mi-sa-ko, not Mee-sa-ko, just so you don't get confused with Mikasa, enjoy the chapter!

(Winter, 847, Wall Sina)

For as long as he could remember, Lucas could never fall asleep unless he was lying down on his stomach, otherwise he could never get to sleep.

He had never been able to shake this habit of his no matter how hard he tried, or how tired he was at the time, unless he was face down on the bed, he couldn't sleep.

That didn't exactly sit well with Frieda when she first found out about it, because she liked to cuddle with whatever was in the bed with her, and this meant that she couldn't do it with him.

She had tried just about everything in her efforts to help him to sleep in a different position. She gave him different kinds of herbal tea that was supposed to help people with sleeping problems, that didn't work. She tried giving him warm milk that was heated up over a fire, that didn't work either. Milk was also a precious commodity that only the richest people in the walls could afford, much like meat, so that method was quite an expensive failure.

In a last ditch attempt to be able to cuddle up against her husband, and to have him hold her while they slept, Frieda kept him up until about three in the morning trying to tire him out to the point of collapse with sex, it made her want to give in to the luxury of sleep at least a dozen times that night, but she powered through in an effort to help him sleep on his back, or even his side.

That didn't work as well as she had hoped at the time, because she spent the vast majority of that night on her back, and as soon as his face hit the pillow, he fell asleep almost instantly, so instead, she decided to lay next to him and bury her head into his upper back, with one arm under his chest and the other going to his other side with both her legs wrapped around one of his.

This was how their usual sleeping position was made when they slept in the same bed together, his body was very warm most of the time, so it was easy to snuggle up to him at night with the heat his body produced.

This particular night was no different to the others, Frieda was laying half on top, half on the side of Lucas, who had both of his arms stretched out underneath the pillow.

Everything about his position was calculated, his arms were used to elevate his chest off the bed just enough so he didn't stop the blood flow through Frieda's arm under his chest, his short hair was neat and tidy, his breaths were deep and evened out.

Frieda was the complete opposite, her body was lazily sprawled over the top of him, her hair was a mess and all over his back and shoulders, her mouth hung open onto his back, leaving a small amount of drool connecting her mouth and his back.

It was peaceful inside the room, it was exactly how the perfect, young, married couple should be, enjoying each others presence while sleeping, it was bliss, it was exactly how they wanted to sleep through the night.

That was until their daughter started crying, it happened most nights, and most nights Frieda had to deal with it. But since he was there for a few days before the next expedition, it was his job to get out of bed and put her back to sleep.

"Lucas." Frieda groaned into his back. "Misako's crying again. It's your turn to put her back to sleep."

"I can feel your drool on my back Frieda." He said groggily into the pillow. "It makes me want to ignore you completely and go back to sleep."

Pulling her head lazily off of his back, she could see the string of saliva being left behind as she pulled away and gently wiped it away and wiped the drool off his back.