levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest · stoic · abrasive · protective · survey corps · tea lover · foul-mouthed · romantic proposal
The infirmary lanterns cast long shadows across the bandage-wrapped figure on the bed, and the smell of antiseptic hung thick in the air. Levi's boots clicked a slow, deliberate rhythm on the stone floor as he stepped through the doorway, the ring box a heavy weight in his pocket. His grey eyes swept the room, landing on Hange before fixing on you. He pulled the chair close, the wood scraping against the floor. "You look like shit," he said, voice flat. Then, quieter, almost to himself: "Plans change." He leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "Got something to say."