Axel / Lea x Reader One Shots (Requests Open)

Laundry

Lea always wore the comfiest clothes. Everything from his plaid button downs to socks, you always had a habit of stealing something of his for practically every outfit you wore. His shirts were always so large on you, ending right above your kneecaps, that whenever you wore shorts with them it didn't look like you had pants on. The fabric was always super soft cotton (and the occasional silky pieces that you couldn't resist). And ohh did they always smelt of his fresh crisp cologne that made your whole body tingle with delight.

Stealing his shirts and sweaters started when you went out on date night up to the clock tower. A chilly breeze blew by as you watched the sunset, and Lea oh so chivalrously gave you his hoodie around you to help warm you up. His body radiated heat and his clothes seemed to absorb it, warming you up instantly as he wrapped an arm around you and brought you close to his side. Since then, you couldn't help but steal his shirts all the time. Whether it was a t-shirt to lounge around the apartment in or taking a plaid button down to wrap around your waist, you always had a little part of Lea with you.

Lea honestly thought it was such a sweet gesture for you to take his stuff that he never really minded it. Sure he'd search his drawers and closet for the one shirt he really wanted to wear that day only to find it already hugging the curves of your body, but he'd mentally forgive you in an instant once his eyes caught the site of his girl wearing his clothes. It was an instant turn on for him, and half the time he couldn't resist being playful with you about it. The one thing that always got him going was when you wore his nicer button down shirts, which you liked to dress up (dress down, really) on multiple occasions. You'd wear them with your hair pulled up in a messy bun with the collar popped and nothing but your panties on underneath. It was your go-to starting move for more intimate nights with Lea, and he swore it would never get old. He'd go absolutely nuts whenever you wore his favorite red one to bed, the bulge in his boxers twitching with pleasure.

The best part of this all was that you actually started looking forward to laundry day. Every week the two of you would walk down to the nearest laundry mat and spend hours doing each other's laundry and make a date night out of waiting around in between loads. You changed up where to eat every time to make it less of a creature of habit but made sure to always get some sea-salt ice cream for dessert. When it finally came to the last step of folding your clothes, you'd always sneak one or two of Lea's shirts and gym shorts into your basket. Of course, Lea always knew you since nothing could get by him, but he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat every time.

One night after spending time out around town, it had started to rain. With no umbrellas or hoodies on hand, the two of you ran as quickly as you could back to your apartment while the downpour only seemed to get stronger. By the time you finally walked through the front door the two of you were completely drenched to the bone. You both couldn't help but laugh at your wet appearances; his hair no longer soft spikes but now completely flat like a mop head, while yours was stringy and clung to your cheeks and forehead, eyelashes catching drops of rain. Lea was never bothered by cold temperatures, however the same couldn't be said for you.

The moment you walked into your apartment, you started shivering like crazy.

"C'mon, let's get out of these wet clothes and put on something warmer," he said, messing with your wet hair more.

Stripping out of the wet clothes, you went to your small bathroom with a towel to dry off and squeeze out as much water from your hair as you could before pulling it up in a loose ponytail. A small knock came from the door, and you opened it up a crack to see Lea peering through, slightly blushing. "I, uh, brought you dry clothes," he stuttered.

You giggled at his sudden shyness. "Thank you, Lea." He had given you your favorite sweater of his that you like to lounge around in often, panties, shorts, and a pair of his socks that went up the length of half your calves. It was the first time he actually handed you something of his, and your couldn't help but feel so touched at the action. You changed quickly and exited the bathroom to find Lea laying down on your queen sized bed, already changed in new clothing. Settling into your side of the bed, you snuggled up close to Lea while he read his book. His natural warmth started to sooth you instantly and your eyes started feeling heavy with sleep.

"Lea?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"I love you," you mumbled before slumber completely swept over you.

Lea quietly placed his book on his nightstand and turned the light off before settling into bed completely, being careful not to rouse you awake. He placed a long, soft kiss on your forehead and wrapped his arms around you, closing his eyes.

"I love you too, [Y/N]".