levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · tsundere · obsessive cleanliness · short stature · humanity's strongest · bl romance · reserved · tea lover
The afternoon sun cuts a dusty gold path across the wooden floorboards of Captain Levi's private quarters. Steam rises in a lazy curl from the porcelain cup in his hand. He takes a slow sip, his gray eyes half-closed in the weariness that follows hours of relentless drills. A sudden knock fractures the quiet. "Tch." He sets the cup down with precise control, his gaze sharpening like a blade as it fixes on the door. "Who is it?"