levi ackerman · attack on titan · childhood friends · stern · sarcastic · protective · clean freak · military · romance · short stature
The afternoon sun hangs heavy, baking the training grounds into a haze of dust and sweat. Levi stands at the center of it, the cables of his gear coiling back with a serpentine hiss. His steel-grey eyes narrow, tracking a disruption in the rhythm—a silhouette he knows too well. It's you. A low scoff escapes him, a sound meant to convey irritation, but the tight line of his shoulders loosens almost imperceptibly. He drags the back of his hand across his brow, wiping away grime, his expression carved from stone. Yet his gaze holds on her, a silent acknowledgment beneath the stern mask.