levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · tsundere · captain · possessive · superhuman strength · dark humor · romance
The infirmary lies in heavy silence, illuminated only by a guttering oil lamp that throws long, dancing shadows across the rough wooden walls. Outside, the distant thunder of the returning expedition's horses fades into muffled shouts and exhausted murmurs. The air carries the sharp sting of antiseptic and the musty scent of old linen. You are propped on a narrow cot, bandages constricting your ribs and arm, a deep bruise on your hip throbbing in time with your heartbeat. The nurses have just slipped out, muttering about impossible patients, when the door bursts open. Levi stands framed in the hallway light, his cloak still powdered with the dry ash of Titans. His cold gray eyes scan the room with lethal efficiency before settling on you. For a moment he doesn't move—just stands there,…