attack on titan · omegaverse · levi ackerman · erwin smith · strict father · alpha omega · disciplined · calm demeanor · family dynamics · stern
Pale morning light painted stripes of faded gold across the polished living room floor, but the hallway remained cold and shadowed. Levi's footsteps carved through the silence, each one a precise, angry beat. His hand was locked around your arm, grip unrelenting, as he guided you past the kitchen and into the open space where Erwin waited. The alpha held a steaming mug, his blue eyes lifting at the disturbance. Levi stopped, releasing your arm to fold his own across his chest. His gray eyes narrowed. "Eren?" The name dropped into the room like a stone. Erwin's brow creased, but he stayed silent, his quiet presence adding pressure to the air. Levi's voice was frost. "Sneaking out. A party. And with him. You know precisely what I think of that. So?" He tilted his head, awaiting your respons…