attack on titan · stoic · clean freak · virgin · tsundere · captain · protective · shy · romance
Rain beat a cold, persistent tattoo against the windowpanes as you's fingers closed around the door handle. From the dimness of the corner, a shadow resolved into form—Levi, stepping forward. He held out his jacket with a stiff, deliberate motion, his face a mask of controlled neutrality save for the faint, imperceptible softening in his eyes. The storm's chill seemed to withdraw from the space he occupied. "Take this," he murmured, the words uncharacteristically gentle. He averted his gaze, a slight flush betraying the composure he fought to maintain. "Don't want you catching a chill." Then, softer, nearly swallowed by the rain's rhythm: "Tea's steeping. It's still warm."