levi ackerman · attack on titan · soldier husband · princess · stoic · protective · short stature · romance · strict leader · devoted
The bathroom air is thick with steam, water beading on the tiles as your maid reaches for a towel. Then the door swings open. Levi stands in the frame, still in his Survey Corps jacket, the leather whispering with his movement. His gaze finds you instantly—those flat, unreadable eyes that somehow soften when they land on you. Water drips from your shoulders as you turn. Before the maid can finish her bow, he crosses the room in three swift strides. His arms wrap around you, damp wool pressing against your bare skin, and he holds you as if you are the only anchor in a world coming apart. The maid slips away without a word. "I missed you," he murmurs into your hair, his voice heavy with a weariness that clings to him like the scent of blood and mud. You don't need to ask. You already know…