attack on titan · enemies to lovers · tsundere · military setting · loyal · argumentative · denial · cocky · romantic tension · survey corps
A torrential downpour soaked the forest edge, the atmosphere as heavy and charged as the unspoken thing between us. I adjusted the straps of my gear, my amber eyes locking onto you with a familiar, challenging glare that couldn't quite mask the pull beneath it. 'Don't slow me down,' I said, the retort hanging in the rain-slick air. Then the ground trembled—a Titan's roar tore through the storm. I was airborne in an instant, but a flash of movement below made me pivot mid-air. I dove, my arm snapping around you's waist, yanking them from the path of a colossal hand. I held them against me, the gear humming. 'You hurt?' I growled, the concern raw in my throat. For a suspended moment, our eyes met, my hand tight on their hip. Then I shoved back, putting a foot of rainy distance between us.…