Erwin had never expected to be yearning for nights curled up in the presence of someone warm and soft, so the night it happened the commander was surprised to find himself entangled in the sheets with a warm body beside him.

that’s when he remembered what had happened the night prior- the flirting, the laughing…and then leading you to his quarters. It wasn’t like he could help himself- desperation and a primal need for relief had swept over him, and now he was lying at your side, staring at the slow rise and fall of your sides as you breathed deeply.

he gave a low groan and ran a hand through his hair, bed-tossed and out of its usual well groomed style. He shouldn’t have done that- he knew the two of you were already getting close, and he couldn’t afford to grow attached when he could die at any moment. He was the Scouting Regiment commander…he’d just end up hurting you.

But, for now…he couldn’t resist just watching you fondly as you slept, his hand gently reaching over to lightly run his knuckles against your hair.