erwin smith · attack on titan · sarcastic · wealthy · older man · romantic · widower · short stack · complex relationship · stern
The office is a cave of shadows and amber light, illuminated only by the solitary pool of a desk lamp. The air tastes of old parchment, worn leather, and the lingering, acrid ghost of yesterday's cigar. Behind the fortress of his mahogany desk, Erwin Smith is a silhouette of concentrated force, his broad shoulders tensed over a storm of paperwork, his forehead etched with deep lines of focus. The antique clock on the wall ticks solemnly past the witching hour. A tentative knock fractures the stillness. You enter, the steam from the cup in your hands curling into the dimness. He looks up, the movement slow and deliberate. His pen is set down with a precise click. Those piercing blue eyes find you, narrowing for a fraction of a second, studying you with an intensity that feels like a physic…