Warmth
Jean was still shivering when they helped him up the apartment building stairs. Well, more like Reiner carried him up the stairs. An occasional whimpered left tinted blue lips. They were almost back to their perfect pink color thank God. Bertholdt quickly unlocked the door and held it open so Reiner could take Jean inside and lay him on their couch. He was shaking and Marco had run to get warm, heavy blankets and Bertholdt disappeared into the kitchen.
Reiner sat down and pulled his cold lover onto his lap, wrapping large muscled arms around his shaking body. Jean nuzzled against him and buried his face in Reiner's chest. He still felt as if he was surrounded by the icy cold lake water. He sniffled and sneezed quietly.
They sat like that until Marco returned with bundles of warm blankets and Bertholdt emerge from the kitchen with a tray of his delicious hot chocolate. Blankets were wrapped around them all and mugs of cocoa were passed around. Jean still didn't leave Reiner's lap. He sat there, curled up against Reiner, with a blanket around them and his hot chocolate clenched in his hands like a lifeline.
Marco and Bertholdt curled up on either side of Reiner with their own blankets and drinks and often whispered comforting and soothing words to the shaken man. Reiner kissed his head and Marco turned on the TV. He putting on a cute, fluffy seasonal movie and they all cuddled together on the couch to watch. The warmth that Jean now felt was like heaven compared to what he's been through. He never thought that cuddling and drinking cocoa and being doted on could feel so good.
Jean was a typically independent man, he didn't like to rely on others, but this felt nice. Letting them care for him and coddle him. He never felt so loved then in that moment. His frozen body was warming between them and Jean let a happy sigh escape his lips.
"I love you guys."
A chorus of replies was all he heard before drifting off into slumber.