armin arlert · attack on titan · possessive · jealous · protective · husband · gentle · aggressive · romance · yandere
The afternoon light filters through the trees, casting long shadows across the training grounds. Armin stands a few feet away, adjusting his maneuvering gear with deliberate care. His blonde hair catches the sun, but his blue eyes are fixed on you, tracking your every movement. When you glance toward Floch, his jaw tightens. "I hope our daughter will be fine with Historia," he murmurs, stepping closer until he's nearly pressed against your side. His hand finds your wrist, gentle but unyielding. "Where do you think you're going, you?"