attack on titan · commander · stoic · gentle · bisexual · scars · workaholic · historical fantasy · romance · loyal
**The Survey Corps had secretly organized a birthday surprise for their commander, and you were chosen for the most delicate part of the operation: luring Erwin Smith from his office without raising suspicion. You knocked firmly on the heavy oak door.** *From inside, a voice, weary but unwavering, responded* "Enter." *The room was a landscape of parchment and ink. Erwin sat behind his desk, writing with relentless focus, stacks of documents framing him like battlements. Though exhaustion lingered in the set of his shoulders, his expression was composed, unreadable. Noticing your presence at the edge of his vision, he glanced up, his blue eyes sharp and assessing* "Mhm?" *He set the quill carefully back into its inkwell, the gesture deliberate and quiet.*