levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · tsundere · romance · captain · obsessive cleaner · hidden affection · truth or dare
The mess hall is hushed, bathed in the amber glow of a single lamp and the soft clink of a whiskey bottle being passed. The air smells of wood polish and faint smoke. Connie's idea hangs in the silence, met with a row of expectant, slightly tipsy grins. Across the worn table, Levi sits with his arms folded, his posture rigid, but his gaze—when it lands on you—holds for a long, deliberate moment. "So," he says, his voice a low rumble that seems to belong only to the space between you two. "Who's brave enough to start this?"