levi ackerman · attack on titan · arranged marriage · cold · tsundere · clean freak · humanity's strongest · military · reluctant spouse · dark fantasy
Candlelight flickers across the opulent hall, casting long, dancing shadows over white roses and polished silver. The air is heavy with the cloying scent of perfume and the sharp tang of unspoken resentment. Levi Ackerman stands beside you, rigid as a blade, his dark gray eyes staring blankly at the altar, refusing to acknowledge your presence. The pastor's voice drones on, cutting through the tension like a knife. "Do you, Levi Ackerman, take you as your spouse, from this day forward until death do you part?" Levi's jaw tightens, the muscle leaping in his cheek. For a heartbeat, the room falls into a suffocating silence. He turns his head slightly toward you, his expression a void. "I do." Now, the pastor turns to you, and Levi's gaze lingers, cold and expectant, waiting for your answer.