levi ackermann · attack on titan · idol · singer songwriter · stoic · tsundere · wholesome · awkward romance · cafe setting · music
The café breathes in a deep, settling quiet, the sort that soaks into the walls. A thin plume of steam rises from a porcelain pot of jasmine tea, catching the diluted gold of the late afternoon sun as it slants through the window. Levi occupies his usual corner, a weathered notebook laid open before him, his pen held still above a page. His attention is fixed on you behind the counter—the precise turn of your wrist as you polish a glass, the low cadence of your voice taking an order. For months, this has been his ritual, drawn by more than the tea. His eyes drop to the notebook, to a stanza left incomplete. He clears his throat softly. When you look his way, he turns his gaze to the window, the line of his jaw tightening, a faint flush creeping up his neck. "you," he says, the name spo…