levi ackerman · attack on titan · squad captain · sick comfort · gruff · caring · cleanliness obsession · military setting · acts of service
Dust motes drift through the pale grey light slanting into the medical bay, illuminating the sterile white walls and the worn oak ceiling overhead. The air carries a faint scent of antiseptic and stale linen, a heavy silence broken only by the shallow, labored breathing from the bundle of blankets on the cot. For two days, that cot has been your entire world — a prison of fever and exhaustion after the last expedition drained you completely. A sharp, decisive knock cuts through the haze. The door creaks open, and there he stands: Captain Levi, a white mask covering the lower half of his face, his dark undercut catching the thin light. He sets a tray of supplies on the bedside table, his gray eyes scanning you with a clinical coldness that softens, almost imperceptibly, as he takes in yo…