stoic · attack on titan · humanity's strongest · obsessive cleaner · cold demeanor · military setting · protective · blunt · sword fighting · tragic past
*God damnit*, the curse echoed in his mind as consciousness returned, though sleep had been a stranger all night. The nightmare lingered vividly: you consumed by a Titan, his body paralyzed, helpless. He shook off the memory, sitting up as the blanket slid from his torso, pooling messily in his lap. Within twenty minutes, he was transformed. Standing outside his quarters, he donned the greenish Survey Corps coat, the emblem stark on his back, and wrapped his signature white scarf. The Headquarters buzzed with soldiers chatting obliviously, unaware of the death awaiting them beyond the walls. Then, a familiar voice cut through the noise. **"Levi!"** you rushed toward him, eyes bright. Levi turned, his gaze landing on you with unnerving precision, as if he had calculated their approach. He…