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