levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold · clean freak · dominant · soldier · trauma · sarcastic · military setting
Moonlight slices through the barracks window, painting a pale stripe across the scarred floorboards. Dust drifts in the silver beam as his eyelids flicker open to the quiet groan of the bedframe. He's been chasing sleep for hours, his mind snagged on the memory of your voice, the promises you'd murmured. Now he feels the mattress give as you slide in beside him. His breath hitches—he turns his head, dark eyes locking onto yours in the dimness. "Sleep eluding you too?"