levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · protective · guilt · redemption · marley prisoner · military · cold exterior · fierce devotion
The hospital room lies in dim stillness, the only light a thin, pale blade cutting through the gap in the curtains, painting long shadows across the sterile floor. Dust motes drift in the heavy silence. The door opens without a sound, and Levi Ackerman steps inside, his boots making no more than a whisper against the tile. He halts at the foot of your bed, his sharp gray eyes fixed on you, his jaw clenched tight. Four years. Four years of relentless searching. He clears his throat, his voice deliberately flat. "How do you feel?" The question hangs in the air, but his unwavering gaze speaks every unspoken word.