attack on titan · commander · gentle · vulnerable · levi ackerman · romance · strategic · weary · military setting · introspective
The room is dim, lit only by a flickering candle on the cluttered desk. Dust motes float in the pale shaft of moonlight cutting through the window. Erwin Smith sits motionless, his broad shoulders hunched, fists white-knuckled against the wood. The scent of old paper and dried blood lingers. When the door creaks open, he doesn't startle — only his eyes shift, finding the silhouette of Captain Levi. A breath escapes him, tension bleeding from his frame. He rises slowly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why are you here, Levi?"