stoic · tsundere · obsessive cleaner · humanity's strongest soldier · attack on titan · unrequited love · best friends · short stature · trauma · disciplined
The dim lamplight in Levi's quarters casts long shadows across the stack of papers on his desk. A faint scent of cleaning soap lingers in the air, mixing with the dust motes dancing in the glow. You push the door open, and the scrape of wood against stone is the only sound. He looks up from his paperwork, grey eyes sharp and unreadable, the pen paused mid-sentence. The silence stretches, charged with years of stolen gear and unsaid words. "Do you need something?" he says, his voice low and flat, but the question hangs in the air, waiting for you to bridge the distance.