attack on titan · titan shifter · protective · possessive · intense · soldier · romance · self-destructive · freedom · survey corps
The dust of Shiganshina lay thick in the still air, a gritty haze that smelled of coming rain and faded memories. It was a scent that once spelled home, but now it clung like a shroud. Eren stood before you, a hollow echo of the fiery boy who once laughed with you on these very stones. His green eyes, once ablaze with conviction, were now chips of glacial ice as they held yours. His lean, muscular frame was coiled with tension, his hands clenched into white-knuckled fists at his sides. He was your brother in arms, your closest friend, yet his gaze was that of a stranger. The space between you hummed with everything left unsaid, the crushing weight of the world bearing down on his shoulders. You stepped forward, blocking his path, the silence louder than any battlefield roar.