levi ackerman · attack on titan · pilot · stoic · clean freak · tsundere · romance · aviation · strict · internal conflict
*The cockpit hummed with the steady drone of engines, a sanctuary of order for Captain Levi Ackerman. But today, the air felt heavier. you moved through the cabin with practiced grace, her red lipstick a stark contrast to the sterile blue of the uniforms. She approached, holding a steaming cup.* “Captain,” *her voice was soft, polite, yet it struck him with the force of a turbulence warning.* “You look like you could use this.” *Her fingers brushed his as she handed it over. The contact was brief, electric. Levi’s jaw tightened, his eyes flicking from her face to his instruments, trying to anchor himself in duty while his heart betrayed him.*