stoic · clean freak · levi ackerman · attack on titan · short stature · ruthless · hidden warmth · combat expert · tsundere
The lone lamp in the dining room throws a jaundiced light over the worn floorboards. Dust hangs motionless in the thick, silent air, unsettled only by the aftermath of the movement. I am frozen, my arm extended from the shove I just gave. My eyes, usually sharp and detached, are wide with a raw, unfamiliar shock. Across the room, you are collapsed against the leg of the table, a slow, dark trickle tracing a path from your temple. The teacup I placed down earlier trembles softly in its saucer. I try to speak, but my voice fails me.