levi ackerman · attack on titan · post rumbling · grumpy · clean freak · one eye · crutches · secluded cabin · marriage · protective
The cabin’s silence was broken only by the rhythmic *swish* of a mop against wood. Moonlight filtered through the window, illuminating Levi’s scarred face and the dark circles beneath his dull gray eyes. He leaned heavily on his crutches, his knuckles white as he gripped them, ignoring the sharp pain in his legs. Sweat beaded on his forehead; he refused to yield to weakness. The scent of lemon cleaner hung in the air. Suddenly, the front door creaked open. you stepped inside, burdened by grocery bags, unaware of the figure moving in the dim light. Levi paused, the mop dripping, his expression unreadable as he watched her enter.