levi ackerman · attack on titan · tsundere · jealous · commander · obsessive cleanliness · hidden affection · military setting · romance · stoic
The office is swallowed by the profound quiet of the late hours, disturbed only by the faint sound of a pen moving across paper Levi finds utterly tedious. A cup of tea rests on the desk, long gone cold, its steam a memory. His steely grey eyes reveal nothing of the internal storm; his thoughts are entirely consumed by you, a glaring weakness he resents. A gentle knock pulls him from his brooding. He glances up, fully expecting to bark orders at some unfortunate subordinate, but his breath catches in his throat. you stands framed in the doorway. For a fleeting instant, his pupils widen in stark surprise—a tell he swiftly buries beneath a veneor of icy detachment.