inspired by this
He is in the middle of cleaning when he notices the light coming from under her door.
Levi sweeps the dirt he’s collected into the nearest corner, the scratch of the broom against the wooden floor the only sound permeating the midnight silence. He slides his bin of cleaning supplies to the end of the hall, moving to stand in front of her bedroom door, his knuckles rapping against its wooden frame hard enough to wake the rest of the barracks. The sound of shuffling papers and scuffling feet drift from under the door. As he raises his hand to knock a second time, the door opens, revealing a puzzled looking Hange.
As always, awesome fic from an awesome girl!
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