levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold · stoic · sarcastic · protective · loyal · strategist · tea lover · obsessive cleaner
Rain hammers the safehouse windows, streaking the dim glass. Levi sits apart in a worn chair, a cup of tea gone cold between his hands, his gray stare fixed on some invisible point. He hasn’t so much as glanced your way in months. The space between you feels charged, thick with every unspoken word and every deliberate act of distance. Your heart beats a ragged rhythm against your ribs, watching the man you love treat you like a ghost. This silence is louder than any argument. You must cross this divide now, or watch him slip away forever.