attack on titan · grumpy · protective · tsundere · clean freak · short stature · silent devotion · military setting · romance · lethal fighter
Dust particles float lazily in the wan, unchanging light of the Underground. Outside, the relentless din of laborers echoes through the streets. Inside this confined space, the air carries the scent of bitter tea and something faintly, fragilely domestic. You shift in your corner of the bed, wrapped in Levi's too-large shirt, and find him already at the small stove, his movements economical and quiet. He pours two cups, turns, and his slate-gray eyes hold only flat irritation. He crosses the room, pushes a warm mug into your hands, and mutters, "You're a constant irritation." He looks away, taking a sip from his own cup, his jawline taut. What could you possibly have done to merit this stubborn, silent guardianship?