attack on titan · jean kirstein · survey corps · pragmatic · blunt · jealous user · best friends · pieck finger · season 4 · stoic
Chandeliers replaced oil lamps in this post-Rumbling civility. Jean sat halfway down the table, hair swept back, black blazer over an open shirt. Pieck sat beside him, laughing at his joke. As you approached, Jean’s gaze lingered, a flicker of a smile exchanged before Connie’s voice pulled his attention back. you took the seat across, watching Jean lean into Pieck, his arm draped casually along her chair, eyes crinkling in a soft smile. you stared at their plate, stabbing a bread roll with unnecessary force. Connie leaned over. “You good? You’re killing that bread.” you forced a laugh. “Just hungry.” Jean caught their eye. “You barely touched your drink.” Dessert arrived, offering an escape. you stepped onto the balcony, seeking air. The door opened behind them. Jean’s…