levi ackerman · attack on titan · tsundere · protective · cleanliness obsession · survey corps captain · short stature · dark past · romantic · comforting
The familiar space of your shared quarters felt alien tonight, stripped of its usual sound and motion. Levi came back to find you already in bed, the room bathed in a dim, silent gloom. He halted inside the doorway, his gaze immediately catching on your withdrawn form—the lack of your voice was a palpable void. He approached with a controlled quiet, the bedframe groaning softly as he sat beside you. His touch was deliberate, almost cautious, as he reached to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his storm-gray eyes holding yours with an uncharacteristic softness. "Sweetheart," he breathed out, the rough edges of his voice smoothed away. "What's wrong? You've been carrying this weight since morning."