Disclaimer: I own none of the characters!
Notes: Yay chapter! I'm sorry it's so short, but it was originally supposed to be a part of the last chapter xD But I felt like it was just a little too much and I wanted to work on it more and just couldn't last update. Con was amazing though! Next chapter will be longer. But until then, have some sweet fluff and shopping (and just in time for Father's Day! ) ;3 Title is also a play on words because it's Sunday when they go shopping idk what I'm doing enjoy
Soon after falling onto the mattress, Eren was asleep. He was too tired for anymore play and soreness was settling in. But he managed to curl into a ball, burying his face into the pillow.
Levi stood by the door, cleaned and in his pajamas, with a smile on his face. He pushed away from the doorframe and walked to the bed, unable to resist being able to touch Eren as he wanted. He brushed his fingers over Eren's wet hair and a smile spread over the boy's lips.
He tugged the blankets up over Eren's shoulders and tucked him in. He looked down at his sleeping boy and couldn't help but smile. Long lashes fell against tan skin; deep brown hair was curling around his ears; and sweet lips were parted and still flushed from being kissed.
Levi leaned down and was tempted—terribly tempted—to steal a kiss from Eren's lips. But he tilted his head up and pressed his lips instead to Eren's temple.
"Mmm…" Eren hummed and shifted closer, reaching out for Levi's hand.
It was irresistible.
Levi slid into the bed, taking Eren's hand and pulling him close. Eren nuzzled into his side and Levi combed his fingers through brown hair, admiring the gentle expression on Eren's face.
He was real. Truly real. And there in his arms.
"Don't leave me again, sir…"
Levi swallowed hard. "I won't, Eren. I'll never leave you again. It took me too long to find you."
When Sunday came around, Eren was spent. He could barely even think about sex and he was sure (he hoped) Levi felt the same. The previous two days consisted entirely of him being Levi's "pet kitten", collar and ribbon cuffs included. He was thankful to be off the floor, in actual clothes and eating at a table.
But he couldn't stop smiling. There was a sense of warmth around him that he couldn't shake. Even though they were in the car, Eren wanted to curl up next to Levi and cuddle the day away.
"I fucking hate school," Eren groaned as Levi parked the car in the lot of an art supply store. "And fucking projects."
"Come on, Eren, it's not that awful." Levi patted him on the knee and turned off the car. Eren groaned and rolled towards the car door.
The two of them got out and walked into the store. Eren inhaled, taking in the faint scent of paints and paper and grabbed a shopping cart. He went directly to the paints and started to look them over, measuring which colors he needed the most. Levi curiously twisted a brush between his fingers.
"I don't know which one I want more…"
"Get them both," Levi shrugged. "I don't mind."
"Levi…I can't expect you to buy my paints," Eren said softly.
"Why not?"
"Because they're for school," Eren sighed. He dropped his arms to his sides, the paints still in his hands. "And that's my responsibility."
Levi wrapped an arm around Eren's waist, resting his hand against the small of the boy's back. He gave Eren a little squeeze, a slight smile on his lips. "You spent the entire weekend naked with a collar on. I think you deserve it, especially since you were such a good sport about it."
Eren flushed bright red and held the paints to his chest.
"Thank you…"
"What all do you need? Paints, brushes? A new canvas or three? Eren, please, get whatever you want or I'll pick out shit for you. And I honestly have no idea what the fuck to even get."
"Levi!"
"You've been given a fair warning. So stop being a little shit and get to shopping."
Eren laughed and kissed Levi on the cheek. "Thanks. For an old man you're not as cranky today."
"And I'm not even getting paid to babysit you, either," Levi retorted. He slapped Eren on the ass and nodded his head at the bottles of paint.
Biting on his lip, Eren hurried to look through the paints. His eyes lit up and it was suddenly like an early Christmas. He picked out his paints (only those that he seriously needed) and went on to the next thing. A new sketchpad, a box of charcoals and four canvases soon filled the shopping cart alongside the paints.
He pushed the cart up to Levi's side and the man glanced down into it. He raised an eyebrow.
"Is that all?"
"Mhm." Eren nodded and shyly started to pick at his fingers. It was all too much. This wasn't Levi's responsibility. Levi only had to buy him food and gas money; art supplies were for Eren to take care of.
But those thoughts never reached Levi. The man pulled the cart up to the counter and dug out his wallet without a second thought. Eren gave in, putting all his supplies onto the counter to be checked out.
The cashier glanced up at him and then to Levi. And Eren knew, by the long stare the cashier gave him, exactly what he was thinking.
So Eren walked to Levi's side, once everything was on the counter, and wrapped his arms around Levi's waist. He watched the cashier look at them with stunned, raised eyebrows. With a smirk, Eren kissed Levi on the cheek, just to make sure the cashier's assumptions were correct.
Levi swiped his card to pay and Eren let him go to pick up the bags of art supplies.
"Can we get ice cream on the way? I'm craving a marshmallow sundae."
Levi snorted. "Of course, you spoiled brat."
"Daddy's spoiled brat," Eren teased, walking to the door. Levi shamelessly eyed him and inhaled sharply.
"Keep that snarky shit up and you're missing school tomorrow."
Eren leaned against the car, a grin playing on his lips. Levi walked up to him, gently rubbing Eren's arms. The shit-eating grin on Eren's face faded to a shy smile, a faint blush on his cheeks.
"Thank you. For all of this," Eren mumbled under Levi's gaze, holding up the bag.
"You're welcome."
No other words were exchanged. Eren leaned down and caught Levi's lips in a long, slow kiss. He drew Levi's tongue into his mouth, sucking on it until saliva started to pool too much at the corners of their mouths.
Eren tilted his head back with a little smack. For once Levi looked heavily dazed, lips still parted and eyes heavy with a faint lust. The image made Eren smile triumphantly.
"Brat. Let's go get your ice cream. But like hell if you're eating that in my car."
"Alright!" Eren laughed, slipping into the car. He held his bag to his chest and was all smiles the rest of the day.
