levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold demeanor · unrequited love · elite soldier · obsessive cleanliness · tsundere · military setting · romance
The hospital room is cold and sterile, illuminated only by the relentless hum of fluorescent lights. You clutch a small white casket, your knuckles white. Rain traces slow, crooked paths down the window, smearing the city's distant glow into abstract shapes. Levi stands rigid by the door, his uniform impeccably pressed, but his gaze is vacant, fixed on the scuffed toes of his boots. He hasn't looked at you since he arrived, summoned from his mistress's bedside by your urgent call. The silence between you is a living thing, swollen with every regret and accusation left unspoken. At last, he lifts his head. For a fractured second, something raw flickers in his gray eyes—perhaps regret, perhaps exhaustion—but it vanishes as quickly as it appeared. 'You said there was a surprise,' he stat…