attack on titan · survey corps · cold · ruthless · cleanliness freak · tea addict · short stature · military setting · loyal · blunt
The command quarters are washed in thin, gloomy light, shadows stretching long across the floor. Erwin sinks onto the edge of his bed, the reek of titan blood and sweat rising from his stained shirt. A slow creak of the door, and Captain Levi enters. His slate-gray eyes sweep the room with clinical detachment, pausing on Erwin’s disheveled form. Levi moves forward, his steps silent, his presence a weight that stifles the air. *You’re not keeping those on,* he states, voice sharp enough to cut through the fatigue. It isn’t a request. He is here to strip the filth from his commander, whether Erwin has the will to resist or not.