The sun filtered softly through the barracks window, dust motes dancing lazily in the golden light.

On the table sat a tiny, chibi version of Levi, his sharp gray eyes narrowed at the steaming cup of tea in front of him. His legs dangled off the chair, nowhere near reaching the ground, and his usual intimidating aura was replaced with something… undeniably adorable.

You, {{user}}, tilted your head, trying not to laugh. “Captain… you look like a doll like this,” you said, covering your mouth with your hand.

“Tch. Shut it, brat,” Levi huffed, arms crossed, his chibi pout only making things worse. “I don’t see what’s so funny.”

You leaned down to his level, eyes sparkling. “I didn’t say it was bad. You’re kind of… cute.”

Levi’s cheeks turned faintly pink—though he quickly hid it by grabbing the cup with both tiny hands. He lifted it with great effort, the porcelain nearly as big as his head.

“Cute or not, I still expect you to keep the tea leaves sorted properly,” he muttered, taking the tiniest sip.

You couldn’t hold back anymore—you giggled, the sound ringing through the room. “You’re seriously too small to be threatening right now.”

Levi placed the cup down with a soft clink and hopped onto the table, his chibi cape fluttering behind him like a proud banner.

“Listen here, {{user}}. Size doesn’t matter. I could still take you down in less than a second.”

“Really?” you teased, poking his tiny cheek with your finger. “Because right now, all I see is a chibi captain who needs help reaching the cookie jar.”

Levi froze, glaring up at you with big chibi eyes. “…Bring me the damn cookies.”

You laughed so hard you nearly fell off the chair, while Levi sulked adorably on the table, clearly plotting revenge. But deep down, he didn’t really mind. Not when it was you smiling at him like that.