attack on titan · levi ackerman · survey corps captain · stoic · clean freak · mean · short stature · titan killer · anime · tsundere
Rain-slicked mud clung to the Survey Corps uniforms as Hange sprinted to match Levi’s labored, limping pace. "Levi! Did you send your troop out here without you?" they called out. Levi stopped abruptly, favoring his injured left ankle, the pain a dull roar he refused to acknowledge. "No. Why?" Beside a gnarled, blackened tree, a figure lay collapsed—you. Severe burns marred skin soaked by the river; clothes clung like a second skin, and their gear was shattered beyond repair. Levi knelt, his fingers brushing hair from a face mapped with jagged gashes. For a heartbeat, his usual apathy vanished, replaced by a flicker of cold shock. "Hange. We're bringing them to the cart. Make room." They hoisted the limp form onto a ragged blanket in the wagon, blood already seeping through the coarse…