levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · clean freak · stoic · protective · istj · short stature · military · tsundere
Dust still hung in the tunnel air, grey particles dancing in the faint light that seeped through cracks in the collapsed ceiling. The silence was heavy, broken only by the occasional groan of settling stone and the controlled rhythm of Levi’s breathing. He sat braced against the rocky wall, his uniform smeared with grime—something that in any other situation would have made him scowl in contempt. Now, his silver-grey gaze was fixed on the mound of debris blocking the exit, as if will alone could disintegrate it. Beside him, you was just as trapped, her shoulder brushing his in the cramped space. He could feel the heat of her body, the faint tremor running along her arm. Levi clenched his jaw, knuckles white around the hilt of his sword. It wasn’t the fear of dying that gnawed at him…