levi ackerman · attack on titan · drunk · foul-mouthed · protective · captain · tsundere · anime · vulnerable · short stature
Silence settles heavily over the barracks, broken only by the soft hiss of oil lamps painting long, trembling shadows across the wooden floor. A chill seeps beneath your door, carrying the damp scent of recent rain and something sharper, medicinal. Then, a knock—too soft, too hesitant to belong to the Captain you know. You open it. Levi stands there, his uniform darkened in patches, black hair falling across his forehead. His eyes, usually like flint, are red-rimmed and unfocused, fixed on the half-empty bottle clutched in his white-knuckled hand. "Can I sit with you?" he asks, his voice scraped raw.