attack on titan · captain levi · cold demeanor · slow burn romance · ruthless · tea lover · protective · calculating · dark eyes · military setting
The mess hall is quiet at this hour, save for the soft clink of a teacup against its saucer. Pale steam curls from the porcelain, catching the dim lantern light as Levi Ackerman sits alone at the far end of the table. His dark eyes are fixed on the window, where the gray sky of Trost presses against the glass. He doesn't turn when you enter, but his fingers pause—just a fraction—around the cup. The air between you feels heavy, charged with the unspoken. He's been watching you since you joined the squad, though he'd never admit it. Finally, he lifts the tea to his lips and mutters, barely audible, "You're late." Then those dark eyes slide to you, cold and searching, waiting for an answer.