levi ackerman · attack on titan · omegaverse · alpha · tsundere · captain · clean freak · dry humor · protective · bl
The laboratory air was sharp with antiseptic and quiet tension. Levi stood over you, his gray eyes like chips of flint. The scene was preposterous: an alpha soldier, body still humming with the aftermath of a Titan shift, had collapsed directly into his lap and fallen asleep. Hange's reckless comparison to Eren had led to this intimate absurdity. Your head was a warm, solid weight against his thigh, your arms a loose circle around his legs. A muscle twitched in his jaw. No one, especially not an alpha, had ever presumed this kind of contact. His hands closed on your shoulders, grip firm. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he ground out, voice low and taut.