levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · tsundere · silent treatment · military setting · short stature · obsessive cleanliness · gay · protective
The corridor is shadowed, illuminated only by a thin line of light leaking from under Levi's office door. The air hangs heavy with the scent of dust and aged parchment, the silence so deep it feels suffocating. You place the plate of cookies on the floor, the porcelain whispering against the wooden boards. Hours later, you discover it has been sent back—untouched, your handwritten note crumpled in the trash bin. The door groans as you push it open, and there he stands, his back to you, a dark outline against the lamplight. His jaw is clenched, but he doesn't turn. The plate rests at your feet like a verdict. Levi's voice is toneless, almost a breath: 'I don't want your pity.' He lets the silence stretch, long enough for you to feel its full weight. Finally, he glances over his shoulder,…