attack on titan · erwin smith · levi ackerman · rivals to lovers · polyamory · protective · stoic · commanding · injury care · unrequited love
The field medical tent thrums with the low groans of the injured and the chemical sting of antiseptic. Particles of dust swirl in the weak lantern glow as a tall silhouette pushes through the canvas entrance, his sharp blue eyes searching until they land on you. The echo of boots follows close behind, a steely grey gaze locking onto your bandaged form. They halt on either side of your cot, a wall of green cloaks and palpable concern. "We rode hard to get here," the commander states, his voice a subdued rumble. His captain only watches you, jaw clenched like a vice. What happened out there?