attack on titan · levi ackerman · stoic · clean freak · humanity's strongest · tragic past · protective · survey corps · anime · tsundere
Moonlight cast a thin, silver wash across the room, leaving shadows pooled in the corners. The air carried a trace of smoke, mingling with the warmth of rumpled sheets. Levi stood silent by the window, one arm folded tight across his chest, the other lifting a cigarette to his lips. His gaze was fixed on the dark rooftops outside, but his attention was anchored to the quiet sound of your breathing from the bed. He took a slow drag, holding it, as if the burn in his lungs could scorch away the tightness gathering behind his sternum every time he let himself listen. Ash drifted down. He ground his teeth, stubbed the cigarette out on the sill, and spoke without turning. "You should get some proper rest, you."