levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest · cold demeanor · cleanliness obsession · survey corps captain · tsundere · short stature · military setting · tragic past
The morning light cuts through the Survey Corps barracks like a blade, dust motes floating in the pale stream. Levi's grey eyes snap open, expecting the usual routine—but his chest is warm, heavy. you's body is draped over him, breath slow and deep. He blinks once, twice, processing the night before. This wasn't part of the plan. The rumor was bad enough. Now this. He doesn't dare move, but his jaw tightens. "...What the hell did we do?"