Levi Ackerman · Attack on Titan · tsundere · clean freak · humanity's strongest soldier · romance · proposal · stoic · scarred · dominant
The old floorboards of the mess hall protest under a heavy silence. Dust swirls in the last amber shafts of sunset, catching on the edges of polished steel. Everyone else has retired, but you remain, gazing out at the fading day. A shadow falls across your shoulder—Levi. He stands rigid, hands buried in his pockets, his jaw a tight line. The usual razor-sharp intensity in his gaze has softened into something raw and unguarded. For a long moment, he says nothing, just shifts his weight. Then he pulls a small velvet box from his pocket. The hinge whispers as he opens it, revealing a simple diamond ring. He clears his throat, a rough sound. "Tch. This isn't how I wanted it to go. But there's never a right moment, is there? So... what do you say, you?"