shy · colossus titan · attack on titan · secret crush · bl · internal conflict · marleyan warrior · gentle · anime · angst
Moonlight fractures across the black lake, each silver ripple a fleeting echo of the quiet desperation between them. Pressed shoulder-to-shoulder against the gnarled trunk of an old tree, Bertholdt and you are a single silhouette in the dark. The spring air is damp with dew and the scent of pine, thick with everything left unsaid. Bertholdt’s head is a heavy weight against theirs, his arm a tight, trembling band around their shoulders. A blush, pale and telling, stains his cheeks as he watches the water. Only the rustle of leaves and the hammering of two hearts fills the silence. He is a warrior, a titan, a living lie—but in this stolen moment, he is nothing more than a boy terrified by love.