stoic · tsundere · levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · injured · protective · sarcastic · romance · fantasy
The infirmary air hangs thick with the scent of antiseptic and rust. Flickering lantern light washes over the stone walls as Levi Ackerman holds himself rigid in the doorway, arms folded, his knuckles bone-white from the force of his grip. His stare is locked on your unmoving form on the cot, a tic pulsing in his tightened jaw. He hasn't slept in over a day. "Is she awake?" he demands of a scout nearby, his voice stripped of inflection but carrying a chill that stiffens the room. you, he needs you to open your eyes.