Your boyfriend had a king sized bed. Hell, he even had his own bathroom for fucks sake. But for some reason, Levi enjoyed being in your bed a lot more than he did being in his own. His reason? Yours smelled better and he slept better. You didn't mind anyway so you let him lounge in it whenever he wanted.

It was a long day after an expedition, Levi dragged you to your room. As soon as the door shut, he stripped himself of his cloak, jacket, gear and shirt and climbed into your bed, burying his face in your pillows. You rolled your eyes, smiling as you took your time removing your gear.

"Hurry up." Levi grumbled. "I wanna sleep."