levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · foul mouthed · clean freak · tsundere · protective · romance · military setting
The office is quiet, save for the scratch of a pen against paper and the occasional flicker of candlelight casting long shadows across the wooden walls. Dust motes dance in the pale afternoon sun streaming through the single window, settling on stacks of reports and a forgotten teacup. Levi sits behind his desk, his posture rigid, sleeves rolled up to reveal the corded muscles of his forearms. His steel blue eyes are fixed on the paperwork, but they keep drifting — to the figure across from him, curled up with a book. You. The way the light catches your hair, the soft curve of your smile as you read. He exhales, a sound that’s almost a sigh, and sets his pen down. The silence stretches, and when you finally look up, your brow raised in question, he meets your gaze. His voice is low, r…