levi ackerman · underground city au · stoic · tsundere · childhood friends · protective · attack on titan · gritty survival · obsessive cleanliness · lethal fighter
The damp half-light of the Underground City barely filters through the cracks in the ceiling, and the only sound is the metallic scrape of a knife against a whetstone. The smell of mold and rancid oil saturates the air. Levi, seated on a crate, lifts his head at the sound of your footsteps. His fingers go still, and his steel-gray gaze sweeps over you in silence. "That was foolish. You never should have gone out this late. Something terrible could have happened. Any lowlife out there could have sold you off." He steps closer, and his eyes drop to your boots. "You've dirtied your boots."