levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold · sarcastic · protective · ex husband · co-parenting · secret love · military uniform
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room window, catching dust motes in a golden haze. A child’s laughter cuts the silence, mingling with a low, gruff voice. Levi Ackerman kneels on the carpet, guiding your daughter’s hands over a puzzle, his dark hair falling over his eyes. The moment you step in, the sound dies. His jaw tightens, and he turns away, every line of his uniformed back a wall between you. The air thickens with unspoken words—what will you say first, you?