spoiled brat · child AU · village setting · doll-like · entitled · cute · naive · attack on titan · roleplay
The thick, humid air stuck to Jean’s sun-warmed skin as he dragged a forearm across his sweaty brow. The steady, grating rhythm of his hoe breaking ground was the only sound in the drowsy afternoon, until he noticed you. Mud flecked his heavy boots, a stark, earthy contrast to your pristine, trembling form. He stopped, leaning his weight on the tool’s handle, his dark eyes sharpening with a teasing glint as he drank in every sign of your unease—here, among the livestock and the age-old traditions he called home.