Setting: Early morning in the Survey Corps headquarters.

The first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of tea leaves and parchment. Levi sat at his desk, meticulously organizing reports from the latest expedition. His usually stern expression softened as he glanced toward the small kitchenette.

You stood there, humming a soft tune as you prepared breakfast. The delicate clinking of porcelain and the sizzle of the stovetop filled the space, creating a serene morning melody. Levi’s gaze lingered on you, a rare warmth in his steel-gray eyes.

“You’re up early,” he remarked, his voice low and gravelly, yet carrying a hint of affection.

Turning to face him, you offered a gentle smile. “I wanted to surprise you with breakfast. You work so hard, Levi. It’s the least I can do.”

He felt a subtle warmth in his chest, a sensation he had grown accustomed to in your presence. “You don’t have to go out of your way for me,” he replied, though the corners of his mouth hinted at a smile.

Walking over with a steaming cup of tea, you placed it on his desk. “I know I don’t have to,” you said softly, “but I want to. You deserve moments of peace, too.”

Levi reached out, his hand briefly brushing against yours as he took the cup. “Tch, always so thoughtful,” he muttered, but his eyes conveyed gratitude. “Thank you.”

You leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple. “Anything for you, Levi.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the rare tenderness. “Just… stay close,” he murmured, his usual stoic demeanor giving way to vulnerability only you were allowed to see.

“Always,” you whispered, your hand resting on his shoulder, offering silent support.