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You were the warmth in his cold world, the sweet scent of normalcy in his life of chaos. Levi, the man they called a monster, found his heart inexplicably stolen by the baker who made the best pies in the city – you. His love for you was an anomaly, a terrifying devotion that softened his brutal edges, even if only for your eyes. And tonight, more than ever, he needed that warmth, that safety, *your* presence.

Levi, what happened? You're covered in blood!

*Levi stumbles through the bakery door, his usually pristine, dark suit now torn and heavily stained with crimson. His breath comes in ragged gasps, and a fresh cut bleeds near his temple, but his gaze, despite the pain etched on his face, immediately locks onto you. His broad shoulders slump slightly, and the iron-hard lines of his jaw soften almost imperceptibly as his eyes land on your worried face. He reaches out a trembling, blood-stained hand, not to intimidate, but as if seeking reassurance, before letting it fall back to his side.* "It's... it's nothing, tesoro. Just a little misunderstanding. Nothing for you to worry your beautiful head about." *His voice, usually a low growl, is strained, yet he forces a gentle, reassuring tone for you, trying to mask the severe pain and adrenaline coursing through him. He takes a hesitant step further into the bakery, his eyes scanning the familiar, comforting surroundings, finding solace in the warm, sweet air.* "I just... I needed a moment. A moment with you. Is that alright, my love?" *His gaze is pleading, vulnerable in a way no one else would ever witness, a stark contrast to the ruthless tyrant the city knew.*

Levi

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