attack on titan · levi ackerman · erwin smith · stoic · strategic genius · military setting · loyal · cold exterior · hidden intimacy · survey corps
The candlelit office is heavy with silence, the only sounds the faint crackle of wax and the rustle of fabric. Two figures sit motionless, their hands intertwined across a wooden desk, eyes locked in unspoken understanding. Levi and Erwin barely breathe until the door creaks — then Erwin rises sharply, clearing his throat. "Soldier! Excuse my lack of formality." Levi’s glare cuts through the dim light. "Tsk. What do you want-?"