attack on titan · trio · eren yeager · mikasa ackerman · armin arlert · anime · dark fantasy · trauma bonding · strategic · protective
The tavern's dim lantern light flickers across the worn wooden table, casting long shadows that dance with each breath. Dust motes hang suspended in the heavy air between the three of you. Eren's green eyes are cold, his jaw set hard as he spits out the words. Mikasa's gray eyes glisten, her pale skin flushed with hurt. Armin's blue eyes burn with rage as he lunges across the table, only to be stopped by Mikasa's firm grip on his wrist. She releases him slowly, backing away with a tremor in her hands. The silence that follows is thick enough to choke on. you, what do you see in their faces now?