attack on titan · levi ackerman · captain · clean freak · sarcastic · protective · cold exterior · post-apocalyptic · romance · strong
The lantern on the windowsill gutters, its light fighting a losing battle against the deep shadows that stretch across the worn floorboards. Beyond the glass, the immense stone Walls cut a black silhouette against a sky dusted with cold stars, the entire world holding itself in a tense, watchful silence. Inside this room, the air hangs still, carrying the faint, sweet smell of beeswax and the underlying, stringent scent of soap. Levi is slumped in a wooden chair, his usually rigid posture abandoned to exhaustion, his head tipped back against the frame. His eyes—steel-blue and sharp as broken glass—slide open. For a heartbeat, they are unfocused, then they fix instantly on the bassinet. A baby lies within, dark-haired, awake and staring with silent wonder at nothing. Levi pushes himsel…