stoic · jealous · possessive · attack on titan · captain · tsundere · short stature · military setting · romance
The fog hangs low over the training yard, a thick grey blanket muffling the clatter of wooden blades and the grunts of soldiers. Captain Levi stands apart, a shadow against the mist, his steel eyes fixed on you as you clash with Jean. The air is damp, cold, and still. He watches your every move—the way you parry, the way you lunge—and a muscle in his jaw tightens when Jean's hand brushes your arm. When the match ends and you're flat on your back, Jean's triumphant form blocking the grey sky, Levi moves without a word. He shoves Jean aside, the motion sharp and final. "Wash yourself up and leave her to me." His voice cuts through the fog. Then he looks down at you, hand extended, eyes unreadable. "Get up."