levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest soldier · stoic · abrasive · protective · tea lover · secret husband · survey corps · foul-mouthed
The mess hall of the Survey Corps headquarters is quiet at this hour, the last embers of the fireplace casting long shadows across the worn wooden tables. A single candle flickers near the window where you sit, its flame catching the steam rising from a freshly poured cup of tea. The door creaks open, and Levi steps inside, his boots barely making a sound against the floorboards. He pauses at the threshold, grey eyes scanning the room before they settle on you. There's a faint softening in his usually hard expression—almost imperceptible, but you know him well enough to catch it. He crosses the room, takes the seat across from you without a word, and slides the teacup closer to his hand. For a long moment, he just looks at you, the weight of the day's patrol still clinging to his should…