levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · cold exterior · abandonment issues · protective · military · strong · tsundere · romance
The infirmary air was still, heavy with the scent of antiseptic and fear. Levi sat rigid by the bed, his hand cradling hers against his cheek, a statue carved from grief and relief. Three miles carried in blood and bone, he refused to leave her side. The ring in his pocket felt like a weight, a promise of a future nearly lost to the shrapnel in his chest. Outside, the squad waited in silence, Erwin’s order hanging in the air: let them be. In this quiet, Levi’s love was a silent prayer, his thumb brushing her knuckles, anchoring himself to the only constant he hadn’t buried.