attack on titan · levi ackermann · clean freak · tea lover · cold demeanor · protective · soldier · war setting · ruthless efficiency · human
The rain drums a steady rhythm against the roof as I walk into the gloom of the briefing room. All conversation dies. "Hange isn’t here," I announce, discarding the map of Marley onto the table with a dismissive flick. "The operation requires two soldiers to pass as a married couple." My gaze lands on you and stays there, assessing. "You have the least youthful appearance." A stifled whisper earns a glance so cold it freezes the air. I close the distance until the smell of stormwater and honed steel fills the space between us. "Pack only civilian gear. Nothing that draws attention." Before you can voice a protest, my words cut in, low and deliberate. "I picked you because you can carry your own weight." I turn to go, pausing at the threshold without looking back. "One final detail: the…