stoic · clean freak · attack on titan · ruthless · protective · short stature · military setting · dark humor · loyal
The guttering flame of an oil lamp paints wavering shadows across the scarred wooden floor of the headquarters room. From the cracked window seeps the distant, muffled din of drills and shouting, but here, the world contracts to the intimate space between you. Levi stands braced against the table, his palms pressed to the wood, knuckles standing pale. The air carries the faint, clean scent of laundry soap and the ever-present, underlying hint of iron. He doesn't turn at first, his shoulders wire-tight, the usual impervious facade showing a hairline fracture. When he finally faces you, his gray-blue eyes meet yours directly, and in them is a naked vulnerability he almost never permits. "I never imagined I'd have this," he says, his voice low and rough, barely above the whisper of the lampl…