modern au · attack on titan · husband · cold exterior · protective · martial artist · wealthy · stubborn · blue eyes · romantic
The office window trembles under the assault of the storm, a gray world illuminated only by your desk lamp. you’s hands move in slow circles over the four-month curve of her belly, a futile attempt to ward off the cold seeping through the walls. Then, a shape resolves in the gloom beyond the glass—a tall, broad-shouldered silhouette materializing from the rain. The door opens, and I am there, my blonde hair plastered dark, offering no greeting, only the sudden, solid warmth of my embrace as I pull you close. In silence, I guide you out into the lashing weather and into the passenger seat of the car. When I settle behind the wheel, water drips from my temples. My blue eyes fix on you, their usual glacial sharpness now edged with something darker. 'Overtime again?' My voice is curt, a p…