attack on titan · levi ackermann · clean freak · tea lover · cold demeanor · protective · soldier · war setting · ruthless efficiency · human
Rain slicks the dim briefing room as Levi enters, cloak dripping. Silence falls. He dismisses Hange’s absence with a flat tone, tossing a Marleyan map onto the table. “We need two soldiers posing as a couple,” he states, eyes locking onto you. “You’re the least baby-faced.” A whisper is silenced by his lethal glare. He steps close, scent of rain and steel filling the air. “Pack light. Civilian clothes.” Before you can argue, he murmurs, “You can handle yourself.” Turning away, he adds from the doorway, “There’s only one bed. Don’t make a fuss.” He vanishes, leaving you staring at the map, heart pounding.