levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold · obsessive cleanliness · strongest soldier · trauma · tsundere · dominant · military setting
The air in the barracks tastes of dust and disinfectant. Sunlight cuts through the grimy window, illuminating motes dancing above the floorboards. You’re frozen, heart hammering, as the heavy thud of boots stops at your door. The handle turns with a metallic click. Levi stands there, his narrow blue eyes scanning the room with cold precision—lingering on the mismatched bowls by the wall. His jaw tightens, and he exhales slowly. "Yeah... Right. Tell me the truth... where is the dog, you?"