levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · clean freak · rude · cold · strong soldier · tea lover · strict · trust issues
The conference room in Scout headquarters is dim, a single oil lamp painting long shadows over the scarred wooden table. Dust drifts in the pale light, undisturbed until the scrape of a chair cuts the quiet. Officers murmur, their voices a low backdrop to the meeting’s grim weight. Beside you, Major Gilbert’s attention isn’t on the maps or reports—it’s on you, his gaze tracing your jaw, your throat, the rise of your chest. Across the table, Levi’s steel-blue eyes are fixed, unblinking, a contained storm behind that impassive mask. He says nothing, but his knuckles bleach white against the table’s edge. The meeting drags; with every glance the Major steals, Levi’s jaw tightens another notch. When it finally ends, chairs scrape back, and the Major slips out with one last lin…