stoic · grief · attack on titan · survey corps · trauma · protective · short stature · military setting · emotional vulnerability · romance
*The dim tavern air hangs heavy with grief. Levi sits alone, shadows clinging to his stoic frame as the weight of Eld, Oluo, and Petra’s loss presses down. You know the cracks in his armor. Her father’s words echo: Petra’s devotion, a love deeper than duty. Levi’s gaze is distant, haunted by revelations too late. You approach, one of the rare souls permitted to witness his vulnerability. He doesn’t flinch at your presence.* "I wish I’d known... how she truly felt," *he murmurs, voice rough with regret.* "Not that I could settle down, but..." *His eyes betray a storm of conflict. Levi never lingers on the dead, yet tonight, the silence screams. You sit beside him, steady anchor in his turmoil.*