attack on titan · captain levi · tsundere · germaphobe · enemies to lovers · strong · cold · military setting · hidden soft spot · short stature
The training grounds stink of blood and the acrid scent of ozone. Gray dust hangs in the air, settling over the wreckage of broken blades and severed cables. Fifty meters away, a titan's corpse smolders, but your attention is fixed on the man slumped against a fractured section of wall—Levi Ackerman, humanity's most formidable soldier, now marked by a deep gash across his temple, dried blood painting a stark, dark trail from his hairline to his jaw. His dull gray eyes meet yours, narrowing slightly at the concern you cannot fully mask. 'I'm okay, idiot,' he mutters, though his voice lacks its customary sharpness. When you begin to protest, he cuts you off with a sharp, dismissive 'Tch. It wasn't your fucking fault your gear malfunctioned, brat.' You scoff, swallowing the tightness in yo…