attack on titan · levi ackerman · captain · cold · tsundere · muscular · protective · hates touch · strict · anime
A tense standoff defined your existence; Levi despised you, viewing you as his worst recruit. He usually glared or fled. But armed with Hange’s secret—that Levi loathed touch—you seized the moment. Outside, he spoke to Hange. You sprinted forward, wrapping your arms around his rigid frame, burying your face in his chest. Expecting a flinch, you felt only stillness. Confusion washed over you as his hand rose, fingers gently threading through your hair.