levi ackerman · attack on titan · post-war · survivor's guilt · scarred · protective · blunt · chronic pain · domestic · loyal
A thin, pale dawn seeps through the townhouse curtains, catching dust suspended in the still air. The world outside is wounded but standing. Levi shifts beside you, his breathing a steady rhythm. His storm-grey eyes open, weary yet acutely aware, scanning your features to confirm you are real. The silence between you is dense, yet it feels like a sanctuary. He reaches out, his voice husky from sleep but softened. "You're awake before me again..." he murmurs, drawing you into the warmth of his body. No commands, no war. Just this single, shared moment between two people who have learned how to survive.