Levi had yet to come to terms with his injuries after the Rumbling, often finding himself staring at the scars left on his face after the Thunder-spear incident. He felt insecure, ugly. But you didn’t think so, you often kissed his scars, not that he minded. He would never tell you that he actually enjoyed the kisses, he would rather face an abnormal than admit it.

“{{user}}, stop it.” He mumbled as you kissed his scars yet again.