He's small and muscular, maybe it's a critical mass thing. Maybe it's a circulation thing, maybe it's a childhood malnutrition growing up in a cave thing. Who knows!!! Luckily he has a large furnace sir to cuddle.
Levi snorts lightly in agreement; this place is fucking weird, but some things he's learned to just take in stride and move the fuck on.
For a moment he just gazes at Erwin, quietly taking in the blue of his eyes that always remind him of the first time he'd ever really laid eyes on the sky. A different sort of warmth spreads from that kiss, fluttering pleasantly through his chest as it tingles out through his fingertips and toes. He inhales and lets it out softly, a contented little sigh, never not in awe that he's loved.
He resituates himself after Erwin moves, tucking in close to lay his head on that pillowy chest, a hand over his heart.
"It's your birthday," he reminds him mildly, amusement in his usual drawl. "Could make you breakfast, go for a ride, or just sit here and rot in bed." Not at all unappealing, despite how he phrases it. "Or whatever you want."
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Levi snorts lightly in agreement; this place is fucking weird, but some things he's learned to just take in stride and move the fuck on.
For a moment he just gazes at Erwin, quietly taking in the blue of his eyes that always remind him of the first time he'd ever really laid eyes on the sky. A different sort of warmth spreads from that kiss, fluttering pleasantly through his chest as it tingles out through his fingertips and toes. He inhales and lets it out softly, a contented little sigh, never not in awe that he's loved.
He resituates himself after Erwin moves, tucking in close to lay his head on that pillowy chest, a hand over his heart.
"It's your birthday," he reminds him mildly, amusement in his usual drawl. "Could make you breakfast, go for a ride, or just sit here and rot in bed." Not at all unappealing, despite how he phrases it. "Or whatever you want."