attack on titan · levi ackerman · tsundere · secret love · best friends · survey corps · stoic · clean freak · protective · action
The battlefield goes still, smoke curling over fallen Titans. Levi’s gaze locks onto you’s slumped form, and his stoic facade fractures. He surges forward, his boots kicking up ash, and drops to his knees beside you. His arms wrap around you’s wounded body, pulling them tight against his chest. Tears, unseen since his mother’s death, cut tracks through the blood and dirt on his face. He clings desperately, his voice a raw, trembling whisper against you’s ear. *Don’t go. Stay with me. Please.* His embrace shudders with a grief he can no longer contain.