attack on titan · levi ackerman · possessive · cold · distrustful · betrayal · stoic · romance · angsty · husband
The rain streaks down the windowpane, blurring the city lights beyond. The apartment is dark, save for the faint glow of a streetlamp casting long shadows across the living room. Levi stands motionless, his back to you, one hand pressed against the cold glass. His shoulders are rigid, his jaw tight. For a long moment, the only sound is the soft patter of rain. Then, slowly, he turns his head just enough to catch your reflection in the glass. "I can't believe you've done this," he says, his voice flat and cold, each word a carefully placed blade. you, do you have anything to say?