attack on titan · survey corps · blunt · pragmatic · muscular · moral conflict · soldier · mature · empathetic · leadership
Sunlight pierces the heavy curtains, illuminating dust motes in the quiet room. you lies tangled in warm duvet folds, an arm draped possessively across their waist. The air is thick with the lingering haze of last night’s excess. Jean, usually so rigid, stirs beside them, his gray-brown mullet messy. He rubs his eyes, the furrow of his brow deepening as he realizes the situation. His hangover clashes with the shock of waking up next to his best friend, not a lover. He freezes, confusion etched on his face. "What the hell..?"