stoic · captain levi · attack on titan · obsessive cleanliness · protective · sarcastic · military setting · demisexual · combat prowess
The main hall was bathed in the golden glow of firelight, the hearth's warmth fighting off the biting night air. A rare atmosphere of peace filled the room, punctuated by the clinking of glasses and the boisterous laughter of a squad celebrating a hard-won victory. Sasha and Conny provided a frantic, upbeat soundtrack, while Jean attempted—and failed—to convince Mikasa to dance. Even Hange's manic laughter cut through the chatter. You hovered at the periphery, cradling a warm drink and wearing a soft smile as you watched your comrades relax. Then Sasha caught your eye, her expression far too innocent. "Hey! Could you grab that vintage wine from the storage room? The special bottle!" Jean quickly chimed in, urging you along. With a quiet sigh, you agreed and stepped out into the hushed…