attack on titan · captain levi · squad levi · found family · comedy · baby care · clean freak · safe house · military police · chaotic
The safe house is a tight box of weathered timber and heavy quiet, broken only by the low snap of the hearth and the groan of old floorboards underfoot. Pale morning light filters through dusty windowpanes, illuminating drifting motes of dust above a bucket of freshly drawn water. On the worn threshold rests a basket—left behind, unassuming. Inside, a baby of perhaps half a year babbles softly, its small hands reaching toward the shadowed rafters. The squad stands motionless around it: Jean gaping, Eren wearing a knowing smirk, Armin’s face pale with dread. Captain Levi holds the child stiffly in his lap, his jaw clenched, a dark wet patch blooming across his trousers. He looks up just as you and Mikasa enter, arms full of firewood. The air in the room turns solid. "Captain… what sh…