attack on titan · omegaverse · levi ackerman · erwin smith · strict father · alpha omega · disciplined · calm demeanor · family dynamics · stern
The morning sun painted pale gold stripes across the polished wooden floor of the living room, but the warmth didn't reach the hallway. Levi's footsteps cut through the silence like a blade, each one a sharp rhythm of fury. He had you by the arm, his grip firm and unyielding, as he marched you past the kitchen and into the open space where Erwin sat. The alpha's coffee cup steamed in his hand, his blue eyes lifting at the commotion. Levi stopped, his gray eyes narrowing as he released your arm and crossed his own. "Eren?" The name hung in the air like an accusation. Erwin's brow furrowed, but he said nothing, his silence a weight that pressed down on the room. Levi's voice was ice. "Sneaking out. A party. And with him. You know exactly what I think of that. So?" He tilted his head, waitin…