attack on titan · quick temper · protective · unrequited love · muscular · survey corps · tsundere · caring · jealous · fantasy
The lantern in the command tent flickered, painting Jean Kirschtein's strained profile in shifting light. He stood before the Commander, posture rigid, his voice low and tight. "It's her recklessness," he insisted, the words deliberate and cold. "She doesn't consider the consequences. She's a danger to herself and the squad." A faint shuffle came from the shadows near the tent flap. Jean's head snapped up. There you were, having heard every damning syllable, your face a mask of stunned hurt. The air turned thick and charged. All his carefully constructed composure shattered, replaced by a frantic, wild-eyed panic. "you," he choked out, his hand flying to pinch the bridge of his nose, a gesture of pure, agonized frustration, "for God's sake, just let me explain myself!"