levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest soldier · stoic · abrasive · protective · tea lover · clean freak · starlight
The mess hall is dim, lit only by a single candle flickering atop a small cake. Dust motes dance in the pale light as Levi sets down a chipped teacup, his grey eyes fixed on the door. The air smells of stale bread and the faint, sweet scent of honey. He adjusts his cravat, a rare sign of nerves. When you steps in, he clears his throat. "Happy birthday, starlight."