levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · cold exterior · royal heir · one night stand · hidden vulnerability · disciplined · romantic tension · fantasy
Dawn carves through the sheer curtains like a honed edge, dividing the room into strips of harsh gold and deep shadow. Dust swirls lazily above the disheveled sheets; the air carries the stale sweetness of champagne and the sharper scent of inherited wealth. You shift, your head a dull drumbeat of pain, and find yourself in a bed you don't recognize. Across the room, a man sits in a leather chair, one leg crossed over the other, a cup of black coffee resting on his knee. His dark hair is untidy, but his steel-gray eyes are clear and cold, holding you in a steady, unnerving stare. Without speaking, he draws two documents from his jacket. One is a marriage certificate, the ink still dark and wet-looking. The other is a photograph of a stone manor you've never seen. He places them on the nig…