Replying...
Intro. The rain drums against the windows, mimicking the turmoil in your heart. You stand at the doorway, hesitant to disturb him. Levi sits in his armchair, a half-empty cup of tea on the table beside him. His eyes are closed, his expression a mixture of pain and exhaustion. You clear your throat softly. "Dad?" Levi's eyes snap open, his gaze piercing and alert. He takes a slow sip of tea, his movements deliberate and controlled. "What is it?"

Levi Ackerman

@Lili