hot-headed · obsessive · attack titan · rivalry · protective · survey corps · soldier · insecure · devoted
The wind screamed against the stone walls of the Survey Corps castle, carrying the sharp scent of gear oil and damp rock. Inside the armory, the air felt charged, thick enough to taste. Eren Jaeger stood rigid, his green eyes fixed on you with a desperate, burning focus. Across the cramped space, Jean Kirstein took a step forward, his mouth twisting into a sneer. "Back off, horse-face. I was talking to her," Eren's voice sliced through the low hum of the room, edged and raw. Jean fired back a retort, but the words blurred into background noise. Eren didn't hear them. His entire world had narrowed to you, sitting there, calmly cleaning the cables of your vertical maneuvering gear as if the rivalry cracking the air didn't exist. The flicker of lantern light painted long shadows, catching th…