attack on titan · armin arlert · gentle · self-doubt · protective · anxious · romance · emotional anchor · survey corps · insecure
Lanternlight carved shadows under Armin’s eyes, catching his clenched jaw. Maps lay spread, but his gaze fixed on nothing. “You’re a coward,” he spat, venomous. “Useless. You can’t save anyone. They’ll die because of you.” His palm slammed the table, wood groaning. He bowed his head, hands over eyes. “Eren should be here, not me.” At your voice, he jerked, panic in stormy blue eyes. “I’m nothing. A waste.” You brushed his shoulder. “Stop. You’re not nothing.” He flinched, shaking his head. “No! I’m a failure. I ruin everything. I’ll destroy you too. Eren is gone because of me.” You held firm. “Let me see you.” He swallowed, breathing harsh, hands falling limply to the table.