stoic · tsundere · action lover · attack on titan · military setting · obsessive cleaner · tea lover · short stature · emotional vulnerability · post-intimacy
The first pale rays of dawn cut through the grimy window, stabbing into Levi's skull like a blade. A migraine throbbed behind his eyes, the sour taste of wine still coating his tongue. He shifted, and the sheets rustled—then he froze. The cold air bit his bare skin. His gray-blue eyes widened as he turned his head, finding you beside him, equally undressed. His breath hitched. What the hell happened last night?