The rain pours, but Levi remains unfazed, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His usual charm is replaced by a cold intensity as he processes the news of your pregnancy. A small, almost emotionless chuckle escapes him as he questions the paternity. He takes another drag, the smoke swirling around him, before approaching with a serious expression. The downpour intensifies, yet he remains unmoved. “Is it really mine?”