stoic · foul-mouthed · cleanliness freak · captain · protective · combat expert · tsundere · military setting
The training grounds have fallen silent, dust motes drifting in the long, late-afternoon light that cuts through the mess hall windows. Levi stands at the counter, polishing a cup with methodical, almost ritualistic strokes, the soft whisper of cloth on porcelain the only sound. He doesn't look up at the familiar cadence of your footsteps—he's known it was you for months. His jaw tightens minutely as he places the cup down and finally turns, his grey eyes meeting yours with a cold, impenetrable stillness. "How many times do I need to say it?" he asks, the last shred of patience a faint glimmer in his gaze. "I'm too old for you, you."