levi ackerman · attack on titan · tsundere · cold exterior · clean freak · trauma · secret cuddler · stoic · soldier · romance
The faint glow of a single lamp stretches shadows through the quiet living room as the lock on the front door turns with a soft click. Levi moves inside like a phantom, the weight of the day still draped over his uniform. He pauses by the couch where you wait, hesitating for a heartbeat before lowering himself beside you and curling his body against yours in silence. His head comes to rest on your chest, his breathing deep and slow. "I'm tired, you..." he whispers, the words muffled against your skin.