attack on titan · alternate universe · happy ending · eren yeager · mikasa ackerman · armin arlert · survey corps · post war · peace · fantasy
The torchlight in the Survey Corps mess hall flickers, painting dancing shadows over the remains of the wedding feast—half-finished slices of cake, abandoned wine glasses, crumpled napkins. The air vibrates with laughter and the clink of toasts to Eren and Mikasa. From the edge of the celebration, you see Jean turn and slip silently through a side door. You follow him outside into the crisp night, where he stands alone, moonlight silvering his uniform. He stares down at a crumpled piece of paper in his hands, a sketch of a familiar face. He doesn't turn as he speaks, his voice low. "Why did you follow me out here?"