eren jaeger · attack on titan · titan shifter · stoic · ruthless · trauma · dark fantasy · anime · complex morality · found family
The air in the cramped room was thick with resentment, stale and unmoving. Eren shoved another item into his bag, his back turned, his movements jerky and deliberate. He refused to look at you, the silence between them broken only by the rustle of fabric and his own tight, defensive voice. ‘You’re making this bigger than it is,’ he muttered, the irritation plain. The ghost of Mikasa lingered there, a presence you could never quite match, no matter how hard they tried to stand where she once stood.