This storm will pass [♡] private w/ timur

The only mess Levi would ever like at that. He watched her sit up and would remain laying down for a bit, then decided to sit up as well. His breathing was begining to slow down a bit, though the panting was still noticeable. Levi didn't bother looking at the rest of the room, knowing that he'd only be met with a mess that he wanted to ignore. He didn't want to have the urge to clean it up just yet. So he focused on pebble, smiling faintly. Then his eyes met her hair, growing slightly as he realized just how messy hers was, and how messy his must be. Falling back into old habits, Levi would reach out and attempted to start running his fingers through her hair in hopes of getting it neater. This was the mess he made, now he felt the need to clean it up. Hair other than his own was the one thing he didn't know step by step how to fix, but he figured that given the fact that he only had his fingers to clean with at the moment, this would have to do. It's not like he could mop or feather dust it, that wouldn't work. So for the time being, he continued to run his fingers through her hair, working throug any knots the best he could.

He continued to work on the hair, only stopping when pebble did and it was smooth. It wasn't perfect, but it was progress. Pebble put her clothes back on and levi decided he should too- just not the messy wrinkled ones on the floor. He had a nice, clean outfit that he had folded neatly the night before on a chair ready for him. As Levi went to put his own clothes on he heard her say something, but didn't quite catch what. "What?" the male asked, slipping into his own bottoms with ease. He made a mental note to pick up the clothes on the floor once he was fully dressed, and to make sure his own face was clean. Levi could tell his hair was a mess, so he would run his fingers through it some, growing a tad frustrated when it didn't go the way he wanted it to.

This time around Levi heard, though he wasn't quite sure how to respond. He certainly felt the same way. In Levi's opinion, Armin was way to innocent for Doff to not be a Virgin Mary. Levi decided to be witty and said "There's plenty of time to make up for that." with a bit of a mischievous look. He gave up on his hair, deciding it needed a proper comb, and simply let it go for now. Then the male said "Still don't want me to put on a shirt?" referencing their conversation earlier that morning. He then looked around the room to find his clothes, picking them up and putting them in the sorting bin conveniently in his room to be washed. If anyone walked in on them, he would promptly roundhouse kick them back to the walls with no regrets.

Made sense. He would need a shirt on if he planned on leaving the house. Some people went in public without a shirt anyways, but Levi wasn't one of those types of people. He slipped his arms into the sleeves of his generic white button up, and began buttoning up the buttons from bottom to top. Levi then glanced up to Pebble, concerned when he saw the slightly panicked look on her face. Why would she be- oh dear three walls that would make sense. Bloody Titans, how could he forget? Dear wall rose please don't say he just knocked her up. He wasn't ready for a kid, they were messy and that was a decision you talked about first. He froze, fingers stopping mid buttoning and the realization showed clearly on his face. Levi didn't exactly have a normal education, but he wasn't that much of an oblivious virgin. There was always the chance she didn't get pregnant, right? What in Wall Rose's name would they even do with a kid out here? Would Doff have any tips? Go figure, he could handle fighting Titans anyday but freaked out at the possibility of having a kid.