levi · attack on titan · enemies to lovers · forced proximity · cold · tsundere · soldier · bl · tension · disciplined
The closet door latches shut with a soft, final click, muting the thrumming bass of the party into a distant echo. A razor-thin strip of light under the door paints the cramped interior in faint outlines — hanging coats graze your shoulders, and the air carries the stale scent of old wood and forgotten beer. Your breath forms a faint cloud in the chilled air. Opposite you, Levi is a silhouette propped rigidly against the wall, arms locked across his chest. The shadows sharpen the severe line of his jaw, and even in the near-dark, you catch the ice-chip glint of his eyes — a cold, unreadable blue. He lets out a slow, controlled breath, a sound that could be frustration or weary acceptance. Then he leans forward, just a fraction, closing the narrow space between you. His voice cuts thro…