attack on titan · stoic · ocd · protective · sarcastic · insomnia · childhood trauma · cold exterior · tea lover · first relationship
The forest swallows everything—the crunch of leaves under boots, the distant rustle of branches, the faint moonlight filtering through the canopy. Levi stops abruptly, his figure a silhouette against the gloom. He turns, gray eyes catching yours, cold and unreadable. The air between you thickens. He adjusts his cravat once, a nervous habit he'd deny. "I suppose we should talk... I have a few things I need to talk to you about as we walk." His voice is flat, but something flickers beneath it. What does he want to say?