Erwin stared at him with a surprised expression. Was he serious or was Levi just fucking with him? Either way, it was a suggestion he never in his life did he think he’d hear. 

"Huh?" Erwin asked dumbly. "Do you really wanna do that?" 

Levi nodded in embarrassment although it wasn't fully evident. He really did want to feel as if he had some high form of education although it wouldn't actually count.

"Well if you insist, then who am I to deny teaching? I'm a teacher after all."

Erwin got up with a slight spring, on his way to find a beginner's history lesson, not wanting to overwhelm the short tempered male with advanced lessons after having been previously told that his strong fort was never history.

The two settled around Erwin's small table, Levi suddenly dreading the information he knew wouldn't retain but hey, at least the blond would probably have fun teaching him. 

"We'll start simple," Erwin said, trying to keep Levi from getting frustrated from the first sentence." We'll do the history of America."

Levi nodded with a sigh, hoping he wouldn't look like a complete idiot during the process of trying to learn.

._._.

“So you're telling me what?” Levi asked with a frustrated groan. “How the actual fuck did the French become involved?”

Erwin sighed. Levi was worse at history than he thought. He was feeling a sense of relief knowing that his worst student, Jean, was much better than his new friend. He now had a new sense of patience for his students after struggling for so long with the raven haired. As had been told, anything related to the word ‘history’ didn’t linger in Levi’s brain for more than thirty seconds.

“Why don't we do something else instead?” Erwin suggested. “I don't think the information is staying in you.”

Levi let his head fall on the table, just hoping it landed on a clean surface before reaching out to grab his sixth cup of tea that evening in the peculiar yet unique way he grabbed a cup.

“Why did I even think it was a good idea to learn?” Levi asked rhetorically. “We just wasted two goddamn hours trying, just to get air in my brain.”

Erwin chuckled lightly, placing a hand gently on Levi’s shoulder and pulling him up. He stared at the younger male’s side profile, a sense of adoration flooding through him. It was a strange emotion he hadn't felt before. It was nice but a bit scary and even though he wished to sort that feeling out, the crumbling male in front of him didn't allow him to.

“Why don't you go take a shower to relax, hmm? It’ll make you feel better.”

Levi nodded in a frustrated way, getting up to find his clothes. Thank hell he thought of bringing spare ones for just incase reasons. Seemed as if the just incase reasons were actually happening now.

He looked in the place Erwin had thrown the bag with new articles, figuring that his belongings would all be in the same place but as he rummaged through everything, he realized he didn't see his older ones. A sudden feeling of panic set in him once he came to the conclusion that his clothes weren’t present.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” Levi whispered to himself.

Erwin seemed to have heard the incomprehensible mutters, heading into the living room to check what the problem was.

“Whats wrong?” Erwin asked, spotting the short male with a constipated looking expression. Oh how the tables have turned.

“I forgot my clothes on the horse.”

Erwin stifled a laugh. On the horse? Of all places he could forget his clothes, Levi forgot them on a fucking horse? Erwin inhaled deeply, putting on a thoughtful expression and trying to find a solution to Levi’s crisis. 

A sudden idea sprung to mind but the thought itself was a little too far-fetched. Especially far-fetched with his newly self discovered interest.

“I guess I'll go get them,” Levi sighed, starting to head towards the door in frustration.

It seemed the more and more Levi hung out with Erwin, the more and more his cold façade slipped without him realizing. And even though it wasn't too obviously noticeable at times, Erwin saw the small shifts and was glad that he was able to witness them. It was kind of like a way for the blond to be on Levi’s side if it ever came down to the point that the world would turn its back and nominate him cold and ruthless for whatever reason.

“Wait. I have an idea.” Levi stopped mid-step, turning to see what Erwin’s sudden suggestion would be. “Why don't you just borrow one of my pairs of clothes?”

Levi looked at him in, surprise? It didn't exactly show, the shorter still trying to get comfortable enough to use the full feature of expressions, but Erwin understood the rapid twitch of his facial muscle.

“Is that a good idea? I mean, wouldn't you mind? Besides, I'm pretty sure your clothes are much bigger than mine,” Levi explained, not hating the idea but wary at it nevertheless.

“But you could use a shirt as a dress if it really is too big,” Erwin suggested, kind of wanting to see the younger in an oversized shirt. Not to be weird in any way, that is.

Levi contemplated, beginning to nod but paused with a frown.

“How about under clothes? I don't have those.”

“Believe it or not, I actually have a pack that I’ve never opened before,” Erwin reassured.

Levi was hesitant. Did he really want to use Erwin’s clothes? Was it really a good idea to wear someone else's clothes? He hadn't been out of his house in god knows how long so he wasn't sure, was that something everyone did? What if the clothes weren’t properly washed and caused him some form of rash? What if he accidentally took them home? Was taking them home even allowed?

Finally, Levi decided, he really didn't want to go out at such a late hour. He would much rather prefer staying at Erwin’s house and wear the older male’s clothes no matter the condition they were in or would leave him in. 

“Fine. But make sure they're comfortable enough so I don't feel like commiting a crime,” Levi stated. Yeah, most of his clothes were stiff and uncomfortable but at least his pyjammas always remained to his liking when it came to rest. “And please make sure the shirts are long enough because I just know that your pants won't fit no matter what.”

Erwin chuckled with a salute, heading to his room to find a pair of clothes immediately, not wanting to keep Levi waiting longer in his highly tiring clothes. He ruffled through his drawers, searching for the best pair of clothes he could give Levi for a proper rest.

Levi, on the other hand, sat on the living room sofa stripping off his pantyhose. He did it quickly, not wanting Erwin to walk in right as he was pulling it down from his hips. Luckily, he managed to pull them down before Erwin walked in and saw him in the embarrassing situation. He’d rather be dead than be caught with his dress hoisted and hands pulling down his garment down his slender legs.

“My god do I want to get out of this fucking dress,” Levi groaned to himself rubbing his sides where the fabric stuck on firmly.

“Fortunately, you can now.” 

Levi glanced up at Erwin, a small pang of happiness appearing on his face as he reached out to grab the clothes thankfully. His hand went over Erwin's larger ones as he stuck his hand out, the temperature difference obvious as the smaller, colder ones instantly warmed. 

They both froze, eyes moving to stare into each other as they figured out what they were supposed to do now. What the hell was next?