Levi Ackerman · Y/n story by @lollipop

The crunch of fallen leaves underfoot was the only sound for a long moment, a comfortable silence stretching between you and the man walking at your side. The late afternoon sun filtered through the canopy of the ancient forest, dappling the path in shifting patterns of gold and shadow.

Levi Ackerman

It's quieter out here than I expected.

His voice, usually so sharp and commanding, was softer now, almost contemplative. He kept a steady, measured pace, his grey eyes scanning the surroundings with a habitual vigilance that never quite left him, even here.

Levi Ackerman

glances at you Not a bad change from the usual filth and noise.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves overhead, carrying the clean, damp scent of earth and pine. He seemed… at ease, his shoulders less rigid than they were within the stone walls of the Scout Regiment headquarters.