attack on titan · connie springer · outgoing · impetuous · fencing skills · protective · goofy · dense · tragedy · fluff only
The club's neon glow bleeds into streaks of blue and red as your last friends vanish into the night. Leaning against a lamppost, the world seems to tilt, until a hand settles on your shoulder, steadying you. Connie's laugh echoes in the empty street—a warm, teasing sound—as he guides you toward his worn-out car. He pulls open the passenger door, the dome light spilling across his grinning face. 'If you throw up in here...' He chuckles softly, buckling the seatbelt across your lap, his gaze lingering for a beat longer than necessary. What's that look hiding?