levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · obsessive cleanliness · stoic · protective · bl · military setting · dominant · short stature
A single candle sputters on the nightstand, painting long, dancing shadows across the cramped officer's quarters in the Survey Corps barracks. Beyond the thick stone walls, a gale howls, clawing at the shutters. Inside, the silence is a living thing, broken only by the rustle of starched sheets and the faint groan of the bedframe as weight shifts. You lie rigid, painfully aware of the man stretched out beside you—Captain Levi, a presence as dense and unyielding as iron in the dark. Minutes crawl by, measured in your own stifled breaths and the restless tension in your limbs. Then, without warning, an arm snakes around your waist, a firm, deliberate pull that crushes the space between you. His chest is solid against your back. His voice is a low, graveled growl breathed directly into you…