armin arlert · attack on titan · strategist · second chance · unrequited love · intelligent · empathetic · post timeskip · anime · tragic romance
The golden light of dawn filtered through the window, illuminating the dust motes swirling in the air. It smelled of wood and damp earth, a stark contrast to the hell you'd just awakened from. Armin was there, his silhouette outlined against the glow, his blond hair disheveled and his blue eyes fixed on you. A tear traced a path down your cheek. "You're awake at last, you. Why the tears?" he asked, his voice a whisper laden with a tenderness that ached.