Mike couldn’t sleep. It was not only the coldness and humidity. The air was full of smells. Wet grass, body odours of the soldiers around him, dead campfires, the horses and very faint the smell of an old forest. There was also movement next to him, silent rustling. Mike inhaled deeply. Tea and soap.
“Little dude”, he said softly. The susurration stopped. “Are you cold?”
He heard Levi breathing. “Really? Little dude?” He sounded pissed off, but to be honest, Levi sounded very often pissed off.
Mike smiled. “You are little and you are a dude. I don’t see a problem.” Erwin, next to Levi, moved slightly and they fell silent.
“Say, are you cold?”, Mike asked after a few moments.
“Freezing”, answered Levi quiet.
“Do you wanna come under my blanket? It’s warm and cozy”, offered Mike.
“The fuck? Do I look like I want to cuddle?”
Mike laughed, but hushed when Hange moved a little next to him. “Sure? I think I hear your teeth chattering.”
“We are on a manoeuvre. I am not going to cuddle with you.” He heard Levi silently snorting. “Big oaf.”
“Fine, but the offer still holds, okay?” They fell silent again, but Levi’s rustling didn’t stop. Mike considered offering his warmth again, when suddenly Erwin’s voice resonated.
“Levi, I really want to sleep. Please accept Mike’s offer or come under my blanket, but stop rustling around, okay?”
Mike laughed silently and Levi groaned irritated. “Hunk, lift your blanket.”
He obeyed and Levi crawled closer. His hands felt ice cold next to Mike’s arm. Erwin shuffled closer and Levi sighed voiceless. Way warmer.