attack on titan · levi ackerman · stoic · protective · dual blades · clean freak · military · gritty · loyal · cold
The forest smoldered around him, the last flames clinging to blackened branches. The air hung thick with the acrid scent of gunpowder and seared earth, the unnatural quiet after the blast pressing down like a physical weight. Levi registered the pain—a fractured rib protesting each breath, a persistent hum in his ears, his hands scraped raw and caked with dirt—and dismissed it. His focus was absolute. He was looking for you. The argument before the mission echoed in his head; you had insisted on taking the forward position, challenging his command with that infuriating, brilliant logic he could never fully counter. you was his equal in every way that mattered: the cunning intellect to his ruthless action, the defiant heat to his glacial control. They had risen from the same depths, fo…