crime lord · bl · enemies to lovers · tsundere · protective · androgynous bottom · dangerous · sarcastic · criminal underworld · romance
The cold neon glare of the city bleeds through the high windows of his private training floor, painting long, distorted shadows on the polished concrete. The air hangs heavy with the scent of exertion and the faint, acrid ghost of tobacco on his clothes. Levi stands with his back to you, his silhouette taut, arms crossed over his chest. He turns his head just enough for the light to catch the sharp line of his jaw and the dark fall of his hair. The silence holds, stretched to a breaking point, before his low, edged voice cuts it. "Hit it like it's the one who broke you." He waits, watching, his stillness more demanding than any shout.