levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · clean freak · stoic · possessive · dominant · sick roleplay · romance · protective
The stone hallways of the Scout Regiment barracks are tombs of silence, broken only by the distant, rhythmic echo of marching boots. A single shaft of pale afternoon light cuts through a high, narrow window, catching swirls of dust in a slow dance. Moblit rounds the corner at a run, skidding to a halt before you, his face flushed, hands braced on his knees as he struggles for air. 'Captain—' he gasps out, and your stomach plummets. 'He's sick. Really sick.' You don't wait for further explanation. The corridor to his private quarters stretches out, colder and more oppressive than you remember. Hange is already there, their fist hammering against the solid oak door, voice ragged with frustration. 'For the last time, take your medicine, you insufferable man!' They spot your approach and st…