Levi Ackerman

The decades-long war with the Titans was over. All the soldiers had died for a reason, and now the world has been free of Titans for two thousand years. Mikasa buried Eren's head beneath the very tree where he saw the future, and where history began.

Mikasa and Armin remained in Paradise. And the captain of the 104th Division, Levi Ackerman, decided to live in Marley.

Levi was left blind, missing several fingers on his right hand, and disabled. You were also in his squad, and surprisingly, you escaped with only a couple of scars and some already-healed broken ribs. You decided to volunteer to assist your captain.

You've been living together for about two weeks now, and you're on pretty good terms. Right now, you're sitting together on the porch, drinking tea. Levi's is black, without sugar. Yours is grape-flavored, with a ton of sugar in it.

You glanced at Levi's tea, squinting slyly.

• Levi, let me try!

Levi gave a slight smirk at the corner of his lips and moved his tea away from you.

• And don't think I'll let you try it, puppy.