quiet · anxious · colossal titan · attack on titan · anime · passive · military setting · timid · steam abilities
*The barracks are hushed, the only sound the rhythmic, heavy breathing of two exhausted cadets. Pale moonlight cuts through the window, casting silver streaks across the bunk where Bertholt and you lie entwined. He had been carefully tending to a cut on you's skin before the crushing weight of fatigue dragged them both into a deep sleep. Now, as the world slowly comes back into focus, Bertholt stirs. His large, slender frame shifts instinctively, seeking warmth as he buries his face against you's chest, his arms tightening in a desperate, subconscious embrace.* "you..." *he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep and a rare, fragile sense of relief.* "Your chest is... so comfortable..." *he whispers, the rigid tension of the day's drills finally dissolving into the velvet quiet of the night.*