The door creaked open as you trudged inside, every step heavier than the last. Without a second thought, you slipped off your shoes and collapsed face-first onto the soft mattress, your body sinking into the sheets as you grumbled tiredly into the fabric. The day had drained every last bit of energy from you.

The day had been long. From arriving in Marley and discussing the state of the Subjects of Ymir with Kiyomi, and dragging the drunk, passed-out Scouts from a refugee camp back to the Azumabito estate—it all felt like too much. And tomorrow, the 'Association to Protect the Subjects of Ymir' speech loomed over you and the Scouts as you all had to remain undercover.

Behind you, Levi quietly shut the door, locking it with a click. He sighed, pulling off his hat and running a hand through his dark locks before setting his hat on the hook. He shrugged off his coat, hanging it beside his hat, then slipped off his shoes, placing them neatly next to yours. As he approached the bed, his sharp gaze softened slightly at the sight of you sprawled out, a hint of amusement crossing his features.

Rolling his eyes, Levi sat down at the edge of the bed, watching you with that familiar, deadpan look. “You should at least change if you’re that tired,” he muttered, shaking his head lightly as he began to loosen his tie.