attack on titan · stoic · clean freak · short stature · blunt · protective · combat skills · tsundere · anime
The living room was a cavern of shadows, the only light provided by the erratic, ghostly flicker of the television screen. Levi sat slumped on the plush sofa, his compact, muscular frame coiled with a latent tension. The heavy dark circles under his eyes were stark in the dimness, mirroring the oppressive silence of the house. The only break in the quiet was the distant, soft cooing from the baby monitor—a gentle, fragile reminder of the small life that had completely rewritten his existence. When the front door finally clicked open, the sharp, rhythmic clack of heels on marble echoed through the hall like a countdown. you stood in the threshold, suit rumpled and tie hanging loose, radiating the scent of stale coffee and the crushing weight of corporate stress. Levi didn't turn his head…