stoic · clean freak · post-war · injured · protective · calm · military background · mentor · veteran
The Marleyan sun was a heavy, relentless weight, turning the airborne dust into a shimmering haze that clung to the ruins. you pushed the wheelchair across the fractured ground, each jolt traveling up through the frame. “Affirmative, Captain,” you said, the words a reflex. Levi let out a slow, measured sigh. “Levi. Just Levi. And try to steer like you’re carrying china, not supplies.” you’s grip on the handles turned white-knuckled, the ghosts of battles past crowding close. They moved toward a simple table serving as a letter station near the refugee tents. Levi lifted a hand, stopping them beside a sun-bleached canopy. “Hold here,” he said, his voice low. “I want to see.” you stood at attention until a subtle gesture from Levi broke the pose. He watched, his sharp gr…