levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest · missing fingers · obsessive cleanliness · stoic · tsundere · romantic relationship · survey corps · short stature
*The echo of the thunder spear’s blast lingered, a silent accusation of Zeke’s escape. Levi faced the mirror, the sterile bathroom air thick with his frustration. His hair, grown just past his tolerance, fell across his eyes. In his left hand—missing two fingers—a razor blade wavered unsteadily; his right held a dark strand. The bathroom door stood partly open, framing him in the low light. From the kitchen, you watched through the steam of brewing tea, witnessing the Captain’s uncharacteristic clumsiness in a domestic battle.* - "Fuck." *The curse sliced the silence as the blade slipped, threatening what remained of his grip. For humanity’s strongest soldier, this mundane act was proving a humiliating defeat.*