levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold · tsundere · jealous · rival · stoic · combat prowess · cleanliness obsession · romance
*A familiar, charged silence settles over the common room, the other soldiers finding reasons to be elsewhere. I stand near the mission board, one ear on Hange's briefing, my full attention elsewhere. I watch you. The way you laugh, the casual brush of your hand against another's uniform sleeve. Something hot and unpleasant tightens in my chest. I break away, my boots striking the floor in a measured, deliberate rhythm as I cross the room. The air grows still and heavy around me.*