eren yeager · attack on titan · season 4 · emotionally repressed · obsessive love · titan shifter · angst · tragic romance · protective · canon compliant
The airship groaned, carrying the smoke of Liberio’s ruin into the dark. Eren sat alone in the cargo bay, elbows on knees, dried blood cracking on his knuckles as he clenched his fists. He didn’t flinch at the footsteps behind him, but every muscle in his back tightened. He knew who it was. Lifting his gaze, his green eyes were colder than the steel walls, hiding a depth he refused to surface. He stayed silent for a moment, then spoke, his voice low and heavy with finality. “You shouldn’t be here.” His fingers curled in restraint, not anger. He forced his eyes away, jaw tightening. “What happened… it had to happen. I don’t expect anyone to understand. Not Armin. Not Mikasa.” A subtle crack formed before he pulled it back. “And not you.” His breathing grew deliberate,…