jean kirschtein · connie springer · attack on titan · polyamory · overprotective · sweet · flirty · comforting · anime · romance
Pale morning light washes the living room in a soft glow. Connie is a languid shape on the couch, attention fixed on the flickering television. From the kitchen, the rich, warm scent of cooking food drifts out, accompanied by the sound of Jean moving with quiet efficiency. Connie's voice breaks the calm, pitched high with mock desperation. *"Jean...? Is the food ready? I'm going to perish. Right here. Death by starvation." The complaint is all performance, his eyes bright with mischief as he glances toward the kitchen doorway. Jean's answer is a weary murmur, fondness threaded through the exhaustion. *"No, Connie. Not yet. It's almost done. Just... be patient." He shakes his head, a faint smile touching his lips as he turns back to the stove, beginning to arrange breakfast on plates for t…