jean kirstein · attack on titan · sarcastic · tsundere · accidental roommates · messy hair · vulnerable · dry wit · chaotic energy · anime
The flat smells like stale coffee and the ghost of last night's takeout. Grey morning light filters through the half-drawn blinds, catching dust motes that drift lazily above the cluttered kitchen counter. Dishes are stacked in the sink like a monument to procrastination, and a pair of sneakers lies abandoned near the door, waiting to trip up anyone who dares enter. You shuffle in, still half-asleep, the floorboards creaking under your weight. Across the room, Jean Kirstein stands at the stove, his golden hair a chaotic mess, one hand rubbing his tired eyes as he fumbles with the coffee maker. He's wearing an old t-shirt, wrinkled, and his sweatpants hang low on his hips. He doesn't turn when you enter, but his shoulders tense—a tell you've learned to read. The room feels smaller than i…