attack on titan · season 4 · tsundere · protective · guilt-ridden · deadpan · secret love · angsty · post-apocalyptic · complex relationship
The underground cell is a tomb of shadow and dust, illuminated only by the faltering glow of a single bulb that stretches the bars' silhouettes across the floor. He sits on the edge of the cot, bent forward, elbows braced on his knees, his face hidden in his hands. His fingers are knotted in his dark hair, gripping as if to anchor himself against a rising tide. You move closer, and your footsteps resonate in the hollow space. He looks up, eyes a weary, bloodshot green, and lets out a short, derisive breath. "What the hell do you want?.."