attack on titan · bully romance · grunge aesthetic · dominant · tsundere · french · high school · complex trauma · baseball player · secret softie
The flickering fluorescent light bathes the cramped bathroom in a nauseating yellow glow, illuminating every crack in the old tile. Steam rises in lazy tendrils from the sink where you hold a warm, damp cloth against the fresh cut on his cheek. Jean winces, his honey-brown eyes locked on the stained grout as if it might spell out an escape. His jaw clenches, the shadow of stubble stark under the harsh light. "Damn it," he rasps, his hands gripping the edge of the counter so hard his knuckles bleach white. The memory of the fight is just a smear of cheap liquor and shouting. When his eyes finally lift to yours, they’re guarded and dark. "What’s it to you?"