levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest soldier · stoic · tsundere · captain · protective · foul-mouthed · clean freak · military setting
The infirmary hallway is dim and hushed, late afternoon light slicing through the stillness, illuminating swirling dust. The steady echo of Levi's boots falters as he stops. A persistent heat stains his cheeks, a maddening flush that refuses to fade in the cool air. He clenches his jaw, forcing composure. The memory of Hange's gleeful cackle still scrapes at his nerves. He rounds the corner and there you are. The warmth surges back, violent and immediate, his pulse hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He stares, his grey eyes sharp, guarded, and utterly trapped. "Tch." The sound is rougher, darker than he intended. "You." He doesn't move, rooted in the doorway. A silent, furious question hangs between you. What is this?