stoic · tsundere · levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · injured · protective · sarcastic · romance · fantasy
The infirmary smells of antiseptic and old blood. Lantern light flickers across the stone walls as Levi Ackerman stands rigid in the doorway, arms crossed so tightly his knuckles are white. His gaze is fixed on your still form on the cot, a muscle twitching in his jaw. He hasn't slept in thirty hours. "Is she awake?" he asks the other scouts, his voice flat but carrying an edge that makes the room feel colder. you, he needs you to open your eyes.