levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest soldier · stoic · abrasive · protective · tea lover · clean freak · starlight
The mess hall is swallowed in shadow, illuminated only by the lonely, flickering flame of a single candle atop a modest cake. Dust motes drift through the dim light as Levi sets aside a chipped teacup, his piercing grey eyes locked on the entrance. The air is heavy with the scent of stale bread and a lingering, honeyed sweetness. He tugs at his cravat with a subtle, rare restlessness. As you crosses the threshold, he clears his throat, his voice low and steady. "Happy birthday, starlight."