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Eren is extremely warm blooded and never gets cold, whereas Levi is a human ice block at all times and bundles up constantly. Since dating Eren, however, he keeps ‘losing’ his gloves, which means Eren must constantly hold his hands to keep them warm.

“Goddamn it.”

Eren looked up curiously from fixing his green scarf around his neck to catch Levi scowling at the sky and grinned. “Did you forget your gloves again?”

For some reason, every time the two men wanted to go out for brunch or coffee together (like they are today), Levi never failed at forgetting his mittens. Even if Eren went out of his way to remind him before their journey out the door.

Levi hummed in reply and lazily patted the sides of his trench coat before digging in them for any sign of his gloves. When nothing came out, he groaned in frustration.

Eren chuckled. “You know, with the amount of times you’ve forgotten your gloves by now, I’m starting to think you’re just wanting to have an excuse to hold my hand.”

Levi rolled his eyes and stuffed his hands into his coat, his huff of annoyance forming a white cloud of hot air to dissipate in the cold atmosphere. “Don’t get cocky, brat.” He muttered as he started making his way down the sidewalk to the coffee shop. Leaving Eren behind. “I’m just getting old.”

Eren snorted and watched Levi with a fond smile before moving away from the iron gate of their townhouse to jog up to his small form. “Hey, Levi. Wait.” He called out as his once warm, rosy cheeks turned numb from the chilly air working against him. Even if Levi’s back was towards him, Eren could still visibly feel his boyfriend’s overly dramatic eye roll before he even turned around.

“What do you want, Eren?” He asked, his perfectly groomed eyebrow arched in question. “We need to hurry if we want to make it to Hanji’s for lunch after coffee.”

“Oh quit the lies, Levi. You’re never in a rush to see Hanji unless there’s an emergency and you know it.” Eren reprimanded as he ignored the pointed look from his lover and reached forward to take a hold of Levi’s bicep, letting his fingers follow the length of his arm before dragging the tips of his fingers against the smooth curve of Levi’s wrist. “Can I?”

“No.” Levi wasn’t going to let himself give in that easily. He had a representation to hold for godsake.

“Please?”

“No.”

What a dramatic old fuck. Eren thought as his eyebrows furrowed in exasperation. “Come on, babe. Don’t be such a scrooge. I even asked nicely this time!” He pleaded, trying not to sound as impatient as he was but still failing to do so anyways.

It always ended up like this when it came to Levi and his outlandish ways of getting Eren to beg for him. Whether it was out in public or in the privacy of their own home, he always enjoyed embarrassing the fuck out of the boy. No matter what.

“Nope.”

Eren huffed. “Give me your fucking hand, Levi.” He demanded one last time before quickly attaching a “pretty please” at the end with his signature pouty face and puppy eyes. It was his famous “get-levi-to-do-whatever-the-fuck-I-want-and-more move. It hardly ever failed besides the time he clogged the toilet and asked for Levi to help him clean it up and immediately got shut down.

You could say that it was a shitty turn of events.

Levi snorted and looked up into Eren’s earthy iridescent eyes with a smirk. “You’re such a demanding fucking shit.” He teased before surrendering and slowly pulling his left hand out of his pocket to entwine his cold fingers with Eren’s much warmer ones.

Although they’ve been dating each other for nearly a year and a half now, Levi still couldn’t get used to the wonderful feeling of Eren’s bare skin overlapping his. It may or may not play a major role in why he’s always “misplacing” his gloves on a week to week basis.

Eren beamed down at him before bringing their joined hands to his lips and softly pressing a tender kiss to the back of Levi’s hand. The small gesture was enough to paint Levi’s cheeks and nose a nice shade of pink as he grumbled out a string of curses about bright eyes and stupid brats. Eren laughed and squeezed his hand. “See? It wasn’t so hard, now was it, old man?”

“Shut the fuck up.” Levi threatened once they started walking towards the coffee shop again.