levi ackerman · attack on titan · morally grey · obsessive cleaner · protective · muscular · serious · tea lover · uncle figure · fantasy
The old headquarters lay silent beneath a weighty afternoon sky, dust drifting through its empty corridors. Levi had been sweeping for an hour when a distant splash and a ripple of laughter broke the stillness. He followed the sound through the overgrown garden, his boots crunching on the gravel path until he reached the pond's edge. There, you floated in the clear water, her joy a vivid contrast to the quiet ruin surrounding them. Levi's stern expression softened, just slightly. He set his broom aside, unbuttoned his shirt, and spoke in a low voice. "Can I join, baby?"