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“Here, take this so you can get some rest,” Levi said, handing Eren a small, measured cup filled with viscous green liquid.

Eren forced himself upright in the bed, narrowing his red-rimmed eyes at the medicine. He sniffled pathetically and took the cup, downing it like a shot under Levi’s watchful gaze.

“I been resting awe day,” Eren muttered thickly as he handed back the empty receptacle.

“And you still sound like shit. I don’t need you keeping me up all night with your sneezing and coughing,” Levi replied as he made his way to the bathroom to finish getting ready for bed.

Eren pouted, slumping against the headboard. He’d caught a nasty flu that had been going around, and it had been kicking his ass all day. It would’ve been a lot worse without his husband looking after him like he had, Eren mused, a small smile coming to his face as he watched Levi brush his teeth through the open bathroom door.

When Eren had woken up that morning with a pounding headache and a stuffy nose, the older man called into work for him, telling Mikasa he wouldn’t be making it in, and then called Erwin to tell him he was taking the day off too.

“What a good man I have,” he mumbled aloud, eyes trailing appreciatively over Levi’s naked back, from his broad shoulders down to the curve of his butt that was unfortunately hidden by a pair of grey pajama pants.

Levi glanced at him over his shoulder, brows furrowed, before turning back, spitting and rinsing the sink and his toothbrush. He flicked off the bathroom light and climbed into bed next to the sick man.

“Did you say something?”

“Just thinkin’ ‘bout how much I love you,” Eren hummed, leaning into Levi’s side.

He felt Levi tense as his clammy forehead rested on his shoulder, but instead of pulling away like he expected, the older man pressed a hand to it to check his temperature.

“At least your fever is gone,” he said, running his fingers through Eren’s hair.

Eren whined pathetically, leaning into the touch, feeling Levi’s chest rumble beneath him as he chuckled.

“I’m sure you’ll be feeling better by tomorrow morning. Let’s get some sleep.”

Levi rolled over and turned off the lamp before snuggling into his pillow, but Eren remained propped up on his elbow, eyes scanning over his husband’s form in the darkness, tracing the muscles of his back in the faint moonlight coming in through the window.

Funny, he was already beginning to feel better.

“Eren.” 

Levi’s voice took on a warning tone as the younger man reached under the blanket to cup his ass.

“Hm?” Eren hummed innocently, kneading a firm cheek with his fingers.

“Go to sleep.”

Eren scooted closer, pressing a kiss to Levi’s shoulder blade. “Don’t wanna.”

When he tried to sneak his hand under the waistband of Levi’s pajama bottoms, Levi sighed and rolled over to face him. Eren blinked up at him with wide green eyes, a shit eating grin on his face. Not getting the hint from Levi’s stern glare, he grabbed the man’s hip and pulled him closer.

“Eren, you’re sick,” Levi pointed out with a disgusted curl of his lip as Eren nuzzled into his neck.

“I feel better! You healed me with your loving care, nurse Levi,” he insisted. “Lemme repay you.”

Levi groaned when Eren cupped him through his pants, more in irritation than pleasure, though Eren seemed to take it as the latter and was encouraged, pressing a kiss to Levi’s throat and rubbing him with a firmer hand.

“The things I wanna do to you,” Eren sighed, and Levi rolled his eyes up to the ceiling. “Gonna make you feel so good.”

Levi picked up on the grogginess of his voice, the way his groping hands were becoming less persistent. The medicine was taking affect and putting him to sleep, so Levi pressed him back against his pillow, hovering over him.

“Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do to me?” He asked, deciding to indulge him for a moment, amusement lacing his words.

Eren blinked up at him a few times before giving a huge yawn and closing them for good.

“Gonna make you beg for this dick,” he mumbled, even as his hands fell to his sides, unmoving. “An’ make you my bitch.”

Levi snorted at the delirious nonsense, pressing his face into his own pillow to muffle his laughter. Almost instantly, Eren let out a soft snore, letting the older man know he was down for the count. Shaking his head, Levi tucked the blanket around Eren’s shoulders and settled back on his side, sighing as he looked over his husband’s profile.

“You dork,” he muttered fondly. “I’ll be looking forward to that, once you’re better,” he added, even though the other man couldn’t hear. With a soft smile, he tucked himself back in and closed his eyes for some much needed rest.