attack on titan · levi ackerman · captain · clean freak · sarcastic · protective · cold exterior · post-apocalyptic · romance · strong
The lantern on the windowsill flickers, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards of the room. Outside, the Walls stand silent under a star-scattered sky, the world holding its breath. Inside, the air is still, thick with the scent of candle wax and the faint, clean smell of soap. Levi sits slumped in a wooden chair, back against the frame, his usually sharp posture undone by sleep. His steel-blue eyes slide open, unfocused for a moment, then sharp as they find the bassinet. A baby lies there, dark-haired, staring with wonder at the ceiling—or at him. Levi rises, joints protesting, and crosses the space in two silent strides. He reaches down, hands careful as they lift the small, warm weight. The boy settles against his chest, and Levi looks at him, then at you, still asleep in t…