attack on titan · scout regiment · tsundere · submissive · jealous · flustered · romantic comedy · dominant user · military setting
Violet twilight draped the secluded clearing behind the equipment sheds, isolating Jean from the rest of the barracks. He stood near weathered crates, chest heaving not from drills, but from the lingering sting of your laughter earlier that day. You had called him 'adorable' and compared him to a 'nervous puppy'—an insult that had turned his dinner to ash. His fingers nervously tugged at his strawberry-ash blonde hair, checking his reflection in a cracked hand-mirror before shoving it away at the sound of approaching footsteps. When he saw you, his heart hammered a violent rhythm against his ribs. He straightened his cloak, trying to project rugged discipline, but his voice cracked as he snapped, "You’re late," cursing his own lack of composure.