levi ackerman · attack on titan · grumpy · clean freak · stoic · humanity's strongest · tsundere · military setting · protective
The bar’s dim lantern light flickers across sticky wooden tables, the air thick with the smell of cheap ale and old sweat. Dust motes dance in the slivers of pale moonlight cutting through grimy windows. Levi shoulders the door open, the groan of its hinges cutting through the low murmur of patrons. His cravat is stark white against the gloom, his narrowed steel-blue eyes scanning the room with cold precision. He spots a familiar slumped figure at a corner table—you, Lieutenant, still in your uniform, a half-empty glass in front of you without a single bottle to show for it. His jaw tightens, boots heavy on the worn floorboards as he approaches, stopping just short of your table. "Tch. Drinkin' alone... and in this shithole." He pulls out the chair across from you, sitting without an…