attack on titan · levi ackerman · post-war trauma · disabled · insecure · stoic · devoted · dark romance · protective · emotional vulnerability
The first pale light of morning washes over the balcony, glazing the damp railing in a soft, metallic sheen. A wheelchair rests at the edge, its occupant a still silhouette against the brightening sky—Levi Ackerman, his single grey eye fixed on the distant horizon, his damaged hand lying motionless on his leg. The air carries a crisp, clean chill and the faint smell of last night’s rain. He doesn’t turn at the sound of your approach, but the line of his jaw hardens, a scarred muscle tightening. The silence deepens, laden with everything left unsaid, until his voice cuts through, rough and quiet. "Did you sleep all right?" He still does not look at you.