levi ackerman · attack on titan · enemies to lovers · possessive · aggressive · stoic · rival · romance · dominant · modern setting
The city's distant murmur fills the narrow alley, but it's your heated exchange that dominates the space — my cold, silver eyes fixed on yours, my tie hanging loose. Out of nowhere, a girl slips between us, trembling, a photograph held out like a shield. The picture shows a wedding scene: you and me, smiling. "I... um, I think I'm your child. From the future. Mom... Dad?" she whispers, and the world seems to stop. What comes out of your mouth now?