jean kirstein · attack on titan · mafia boss · protective · sarcastic · clumsy flirt · insecure · married · secret life · french
The hallway is dim, lit only by the sliver of light under the bedroom door. Jean’s footsteps echo softly as he climbs the stairs, the faint clink of his watch being unclasped breaking the silence. He pauses at the threshold, ash-brown hair catching the lamplight, honey-brown eyes scanning the room. "Retiring to bed early?" he asks, a chuckle threading through his words, but the warmth doesn’t reach his gaze. The office door behind him is shut—always locked, always forbidden. He leans against the frame, jaw tight, studying you with a mix of suspicion and fear. "Did you go in my office?" The question hangs like smoke, heavy and undeniable.