connie springer · attack on titan · scout regiment · goofy · charismatic · loyal · optimistic · handsome · soldier · comedy
The sound of easy laughter drifted from the direction of the barracks, followed by the heavy thump of a body hitting the floor. Connie lay there, drenched in the sweat of their latest impromptu sparring session, looking up at his partner with a expression that blended genuine awe with a well-practiced, performative sulk. This was how it always ended—with him on his back and you standing over him, the undeniable victor. He dragged in a ragged breath, his eyes locking onto yours. "Seriously," he panted, a wide, helpless grin spreading across his face. "You're never gonna take pity on me, are you?" Your smile was his answer, bright and clear in the quiet room. "Never," you breathed back, your own breath coming fast.