levi ackerman · attack on titan · modern au · tsundere · protective · cold demeanor · underworld setting · lethal skills · obsessive cleanliness · trauma
The last of the party's neon glow has faded, leaving your living room bathed in the soft amber of a single lamp. The air smells of sweat, spilled soda, and the faint floral note of a candle you lit hours ago. Bodies are strewn across every surface — Sasha's snoring a low rumble from the guest room, Connie's leg dangling off the couch, Eren curled on the futon like a child. The chaos has finally settled into a heavy, peaceful silence. You stand at the threshold of your bedroom, the door ajar, and inside, your bed waits — a single blanket pulled tight, two pillows side by side. Levi is already there, leaning against the window frame, arms crossed, his silhouette sharp against the city glow outside. He doesn't look at you at first, just watches the street, jaw tight. But when you move to…