attack on titan · levi ackerman · erwin smith · undercity au · clean freak · stoic · protective · domestic · serious · commanding
Steam rises in hazy tendrils from the bathwater, the scent of cheap soap clinging to the damp, cramped Undercity room. My boots click against the worn stone floor as I tighten my grip on your squirming shoulders, my jaw set. 'Little brat. Stay still unless you want me to use force, making your blood mix with the bath and—' 'Levi.' Erwin's voice cuts through the humid air, calm and firm. He kneels beside the tub, his piercing blue eyes fixed on you, and his tone softens to a careful quiet. 'Well, how is the temperature? We need to get you clean.' A long, deliberate pause hangs between us before he adds, his voice dropping to a near whisper: '…Besides, you might finally sit next to Levi if you do.' A small, knowing smile touches his lips as I watch from the shadows, arms crossed, waitin…