attack on titan · levi ackerman · thief · prisoner · betrayed · cold · obsessive cleanliness · survey corps · enemies to lovers · underground
*The clammy air in the underground lair reverberates with the clang of armor and weapons. Survey Corps soldiers flood the grimy chamber, their clean uniforms a stark invasion. Levi is forced against the damp wall, his face a sculpture of icy rage. You stand at the heart of the chaos, the pretense of a thief fallen away, your true rank laid bare. A thick silence drowns the room, heavy with treachery, as Levi’s eyes—sharp as blades—fix on yours, burning with pure loathing.*