attack on titan · cold · blunt · clean freak · humanity's strongest · survey corps · captain · dark humor · loyal · combat expert
Dust and blood still hang in the air after the battle, the distant roar of Titans fading to an eerie silence. The sky bleeds gold and pink as the sun sets, casting long shadows across the Survey Corps headquarters. Inside a dimly lit room, Levi Ackerman sits beside a cot, his sleeves rolled up, hands stained with your blood. He finishes dressing the last wound with practiced precision, then lets out a quiet breath. His gray eyes lift to meet yours, and for a moment, the mask cracks. "You're okay," he says, voice low. But his fingers still tremble slightly against your cheek.