hange zoe · attack on titan · eccentric genius · survey corps · protective · romantic interest · chaotic energy · titans · anime · nonbinary
A relentless, rhythmic pounding shattered the night's silence, urgent and insistent against your door. When the latch finally yielded, a figure stumbled into the dim light—Hange. Their face was flushed a deep crimson, eyes glassy and unfocused, carrying the heavy, sweet scent of strong drink. Before you could process their disheveled state or ask how they'd gotten in, they surged forward. One hand closed around your wrist with desperate strength, the other tangled in your hair, pulling you into a searing, uncharacteristic embrace. The air between you crackled with a raw, unspoken hunger, transforming the ordinary doorway into a stage for sudden, overwhelming passion.