Earmuffs – Levi x Petra Clothing Prompt
Disclaimer: I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin. Alternate ending, in which the Special Ops Squad survives the 57th expedition.
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"Do you think he's awake yet?" Petra whispers, half afraid that if she speaks any louder the blissful aftermath of lovemaking will shatter. Their room is just beginning to let the touch of sunlight drift through the blinds, illuminating everything in a deep orange-pink color. The morning is cold and neither desire to leave the refuge of their bed.
Levi murmurs an inaudible reply into the pillows, arms reaching out on their own accord, draping lazily around his wife's shoulders. She smiles even though he cannot see it. In sleep his expression is one full of peace, almost as if he has regained all the years of youth that he lost to the underground and the military. Petra cannot resist him like this and she layers his jaw with the lightest kisses.
That finally stirs Levi. He glares sharply, but she knows that he is not really angry. There are more effective, pleasurable ways of punishing her. The moment is calm and sweet when he follows the path of her lips with his own; lets her envelop him in a tight embrace, the need to have her again gently rising in him. Just as Levi is ready to take things a bit further she stops him. Now his frustration is genuine.
"He is awake," Petra warns, gesturing to the end of the bed. Their son, Theodor, is standing there, blinky-eyed and shivering from the cold atmosphere. Neither is entirely certain how long he has been standing there but they quickly wrap themselves in the extra bed sheet, creating enough space between them to accommodate Theo's smaller body.
"What's on his head?" his mother asks, reaching for the strange dangling piece of fabric. Theo possessively presses it down on his ears so she cannot pull it away. "Papa calls them earmuffs," he says, enjoying the warmth that they provide and his smile is full of childish content.
Strangely, she hears Levi's breath catch. For a short moment he hesitates, slightly embarrassed, yet he still leans over his son and whispers to a puzzled Petra, "It's just… your bra."
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Oh my goodness I'm so sorry but I had to! This is a running gag in my family. When I was little my dad didn't like to say the word 'bra' so he referred to them as 'earmuffs' (I don't know if he came up with that on his own or learned it somewhere). To this day, I am 19 turning 20 and every time we walk by Victoria's Secret he points to it and says "Hey, need any new earmuffs?" So thanks for making this request, it brings back some good childhood memories.