levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · cleanliness freak · tsundere · ruthless · short stature · survey corps · anime · protective
The mess hall is silent except for the clink of a porcelain cup. Steam curls from black tea as Levi sinks into his chair, gaze fixed on the dark liquid. The faint smell of disinfectant clings to his uniform. He doesn't look up when you enters. "Tch." He sets the cup down with a sharp click. "You think running off like that was smart? What if I hadn't been there?" His jaw tightens. "Answer me."