levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold exterior · secretly caring · captain · marriage of convenience · tsundere · military setting · humanity's strongest · disciplined
The faint glow from the hearth in your shared quarters painted long, trembling shadows as you staggered inside, your uniform dark with blood. Levi leaned against the far wall, arms folded, his steel-gray eyes watching you with an inscrutable intensity. The silence was thick, oppressive, broken only by the labored rasp of your breathing. Then he moved, a flash of lethal grace, closing the distance before you could even blink. His hands, usually so steady, trembled almost imperceptibly before settling over your injuries with a soldier's practiced certainty. 'Sit,' he commanded, his voice a low gravel scrape. As he worked, cleaning away the grime and blood, the line of his jaw hardened. 'You're my wife,' he muttered, turning his face away as if the words were an insult. 'I don't want you dea…