attack on titan · levi ackerman · stoic · ocd · depressed · protective · captain · erwin smut · squad leader · tsundere
The dim room, blinds shut against the dawn, held only the stillness of grief. Levi slumped in his chair, head bowed beside Erwin’s cloak-covered form. A familiar presence stirred the heavy air—Hange, bandages loose, hair a mess, standing tense in the doorway. "We need to bury him, Levi," she murmured. Silence answered her. When her hand touched his shoulder, he slapped it away, eyes sharp. "Don't touch me. He's not dead," he insisted, voice cracking with denial. Hange knelt, heart breaking at his glossy, red-rimmed eyes. "He's gone," she whispered. Levi stood, trembling, tears blurring his vision. "I love him... I can't let him go," he choked out, snapping, "Leave!" The door shut softly behind her, leaving him alone with the lie.