Camp Shiganshina

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"I'm so glad you could join us!" My mother exclaimed, opening the door wider to let whomever in. I laid sprawled out on the couch per the doctors orders, not like I was complaining or anything. I was told to lay around and not strain my healing stitches, of course I usually didn't listen but today was different.

Today the temperature is scorching hot. No one would want to walk around and try and do something about the heat. This is the hottest day in August, no one could deny that fact. I currently laid on the couch in the shortest shorts I could find and a tank top. Even then it felt like too much; I felt like I could be melted or boiled alive.

"It's no problem, Ms. Jaeger," a deep voice responded to my mother. His voice smooth and calm, almost like he wasn't able to be impacted by this awful heat. I dreaded this person to look at me as I am now, but I haven't had any pain killers yet and my wound was pounding in pain.

"I'm glad, you can take a seat over there. Either move my pitiful son or not, I'll get some drinks," my mother spoke jokingly, earning a laugh from our guest. I groaned as I heard him walk into the room, lifting my hands to cover my face (not realizing my shirt lifted up while doing so).

"Eren you look like you are having a midlife crisis," he said, coming closer to where I lay in shame.

"Well maybe I am Levi!" I retorted, moving my hands from my face to look at him. He held a bemused look, a small smile coming across his face.

"Can shorts get any shorter than that?" He asked, peering down to my legs. Only the very top on my thighs are being covered by a very thin clothe, just enough to cover my private area. I blushed heavily as he stared at my legs. I didn't need him to be looking so closely.

"Does it matter?" I groaned out, an annoyed sigh came from my lips. He raised one eyebrow at me as if he wanted to ask a more perverted question. But he decided against it, seemingly, as he moved my head and sat where my head was just seconds ago. He placed me back down and onto his lap. And although it felt even hotter on Levi's lap, I honestly didn't mind and found it much more comfortable than the stupid couch.

"I see you two have gotten comfy," my mother exclaimed (again) as she walked closer to the living room. She held a small smile as she saw me laying on Levi's lapped, probably looking half asleep as he was basically giving me a head message.

"We have, again thank you for having me over," Levi said, dipping his head quickly as if trying to resemble some sort of now. Whatever it was worked on my mother as she happily poured drinks.

"I told you it is fine. I figured Eren needed someone to be with while his wounds heal. He has been miserable for these last two weeks, only a little happy when he calls you. I'm honestly just happy that my son has found a wonderful person to be with," she finished pouring the glasses of what I presumed was lemonade and took a drink of her own. I was thirsty, but completely content in being on Levi's lap that I couldn't care about a little thirst.

"Mum, don't go sharing my troubles with my boyfriend!" I complained, covering my face with my hands once more. I heard her and Levi laugh at my complaints.

"As your boyfriend I feel obligated to know how you feel at all times," Levi remarked, ruffling my hair. He messed it up, causing me to huff in annoyance. He knows how I feel about people messing up my hair.

"Yeah yeah whatever," I responded, wrapping my arms around his waist. He laughed, continuing playing with my hair and massaging my head

"Oh my, Eren used to do that when he was younger. After Mikasa died, Grisha became a heavy drinker and got very angry when drunk. I would go into Eren's room and let him on my lap, doing just what you are Levi, and he would get so comfortable. He'd curl up like a cat and wrap his arms around my waist. To think he'd do that with someone else, you traitor!" My mother spoke fondly, happy to relive some of the better times of my childhood.