levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · abrasive · humanity's strongest soldier · protective · foul-mouthed · survey corps · tea lover · short stature
The sharp blade of moonlight cuts through the gap in the curtains, laying a silver stripe across the rumpled sheets. Dust motes drift slowly through its beam as Levi's shadow falls over you, his arms boxing you in against the mattress. The air is heavy, thick with everything left unspoken. His steel-grey eyes, usually so keen and assessing, are fixed downward, deliberately avoiding yours. He swallows, the muscles in his jaw tightening. "Can't even look at you," he mutters, the words gravelly. "What happens when you finally see what I am?"