Sweaters (Levi X Reader) Drabble!AU

A content sigh escaped your lips as you adjusted your position, leaning into his chest. He had his arms wrapped around your torso, holding you close against him as you sat in between his legs. He had his chin set atop your head as he stared intently at the television. You giggled at the feel of his soft breaths tickling the back of your head. He pressed his lips softly onto your hair before putting his head back over yours.

“Do you like lazy days like this?” you murmured softly, sinking down to rest your head against his chest.

He shrugged, staring down at your relaxed features with his steely grey hues. “They’re okay.”

“You’d much rather be cleaning, hmm?” you responded with a small giggle.

He shrugged lightly, giving your nose a soft peck. “Yeah, but I’m too comfortable to get up and actually do it.”

You rolled your eyes, lifting your arms up to wrap around his neck as you stared up at him. “Aww, I thought you’d be romantic and say you love me more than cleaning,” you said softly.

“You of all people know that I’m not romantic,” he stated bluntly. He scanned your form up and down, taking in your features. Your wide, innocent eyes, arched eyebrows and shapely lips. His orbs traveled down your neck, until it finally got to your torso. “(Name).”

“Yes, Levi?”

“Why’re you wearing that gigantic sweater.”

It was more of a statement rather than a question. “It’s comfy,” you responded with a grin.

“But it’s so big,” he said, tugging at the edges that hung off your curves.

“It’s like a giant blanket that envelops you in its warmth. Haven’t you ever tried one before?” you asked, crossing your arms as you leaned into him. You stared up at him with an arched eyebrow, resting your head on his shoulder.

“No,” he murmured, staring down at you.

Your eyes widened as you sat up. “Then this is perfect!” you exclaimed, standing and walking off into a different room.

“You just left me sitting here all by myself, you idiot,” Levi muttered, pausing the movie as he watched you stride away. He crossed his arms over his chest and brought his knees up.

Returning with a small bag, you plopped down on the sofa beside him. “What’s in the bag?” he said, pointing to it.

“Happy early birthday and/or Christmas,” you said with a grin, placing the bag in his lap.

“My birthday is in two months, you dork, why’d you get me something so early?” he said, poking the bag lightly, almost examining it to see if it was toxic.

You smiled softly, clasping your hands together. “Because I saw it and I knew you’d like it.”

He gave you an uncertain glance before digging into the bag. His brows knitted together when he pulled out a large sweatshirt. The sleeves were a dark color, as the torso was a creamy white. Littered about the white surface were dark grey little hearts and dots. He looked back up to you with a brow quirked.

“This thing is huge as fuck.”

“Yeah, but it’s comfortable!” you said with a grin. “Try it on!”

He reluctantly shed his shirt, tugging the large sweater over his head. It hung off his muscular build loosely, the sleeves going over his hands and the end going over the tip of his pants. He stood, staring down at his figure with the sweater over his form. “Well?” you asked.

He was silent, raising his arms slightly to watch the sweater dangle off his hands. “This is the most comfortable thing I’ve ever worn in my entire life.”

“I KNEW IT!” you shrieked, falling back into the sofa’s plush cushions. Levi rolled the sleeves up enough to show his hands before he sat down beside you.

“Thank you for the big-ass sweater, dork,” he muttered, drawing your back to his chest once again.

You laughed softly, curling up as you burrowed into him, his strong arms wrapped protectively around you. “You can only keep it if you promise you’ll choose me over it.”

“I’m not too sure about that, it’s really warm.”

“You asshole.”