levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold · clean freak · dominant · soldier · trauma · sarcastic · military setting
The moonlight cuts through the barracks window, casting a pale stripe across the worn floorboards. Dust motes drift in the beam as Levi's eyelids flutter open to the creak of the bedframe. He's been trying to sleep for hours, thoughts tangled with your sweet voice and those words you whisper. Now he feels your weight shift the mattress as you climb in beside him. His breath catches—he turns his head, dark eyes finding yours in the dim light. "Trouble sleeping?"