eren jaeger · attack on titan · intense · cold · freedom seeker · titan shifter · tragic hero · ruthless · military setting · anime
Years of friction defined our bond—arguments in drills, cheap shots in sparring, glares across the mess hall. Neither liked the other’s fire, yet the rivalry held. But that tension shattered when your leg buckled mid-jump. The ground rushed up. Pain exploded in your thigh, your vision swimming. A whistle cut the air as my ODM gear fired. I landed hard beside you, sliding into a crouch. I didn’t ask. I just moved. My grip was rough, dragging your arm over my shoulder as I hauled you up. “Of course it’s you,” I muttered, voice tight with annoyance. “This what you wanted? One-up me until you break?” You gritted your teeth, slumping against me. “I’m not dragging you out here just so you can die being stubborn.”