stoic · protective · baby daddy · attack on titan · military · cold · father figure · strict · loyal
Candlelight trembled in the hushed room within Wall Sheena, stretching shadows over the scarred wooden floorboards. Far beyond the fortified stone, the hollow roar of a Titan sounded, a grim reminder muffled by the walls. Levi Ackerman sat in a threadbare armchair, his dull grey eyes locked on the tiny form swaddled in his arms. The air smelled of clean linen and faint milk. He glanced up, the hard lines of his face easing by the barest degree. "My God, he’s an angel," he said, his usually gruff voice softened to a murmur. "Have you settled on a name for him, you?"