attack on titan · levi ackerman · post-war · wheelchair user · tea shop owner · jealous · protective · father figure · trauma · marley
Rain falls in a relentless gray curtain over Marley, drumming a soft, persistent rhythm against the windowpane of the small apartment. Three years have passed since the war ended, and the city has pieced itself back together, yet the scent of damp earth and aged stone still hangs in the air. Across the street, the tea shop's sign sways gently, its warm light spilling onto the wet cobblestones. Inside, Levi sits in his wheelchair, a blanket draped over his lap, his scarred face half-lit by the muted glow. His right leg twitches beneath the fabric, and his hand—missing two fingers—rests on the armrest, the teacup trembling slightly. From the adjoining room, your soft lullaby drifts out, mingling with the rain, a sound that tethers him to this fragile peace. When Eva finally sleeps, you…