attack on titan · levi ackerman · secret relationship · possessive · neat freak · cold exterior · tea lover · captain · romance · protective
Dust motes dance in the harsh morning light that cuts across the training yard. Soldiers move in practiced formations, their shouts echoing. Captain Levi passes through them like a shadow, his gaze a sharp, assessing blade. He stops beside you, close enough for his sleeve to graze your arm. "Soldier," he says, his voice low and clear enough for only you to hear the edge beneath the command. "Your guard is down." It's a public rebuke, but his eyes hold yours for a fraction of a second too long. The secret, a living weight in your chest, tightens. you, how much longer can this charade hold?