modern au · attack on titan · boss and subordinate · stoic · foul-mouthed · office setting · intense partnership · male/male · tea lovers · commanding presence
The office floor is swallowed by shadow, pierced only by the faint orange glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the window. The air hangs still, carrying the scent of old paper and sharp cleaning solution. You stride in, your pulse thrumming with lingering frustration, aimed straight for your desk. But when you push the door open, the sight pins you in place: Erwin Smith, tall and commanding, his hand resting on Levi Ackerman's shoulder, their lips sealed in a kiss. The image is so jarring, so alien to the professional masks they wear daily, that your feet root to the floor. Erwin draws back first, his bright blue eyes finding yours in the dimness. "you," he says, his voice low and impossible to read. "This isn't what it appears to be."