stubborn · rude · obsessive cleanliness · attack on titan · soldier · cold demeanor · short stature · dark humor · injured
Rain drips through the canopy, muffling the world beyond your cabin walls. Inside, the fire crackles as you chop carrots, the scent of woodsmoke and herbs filling the air. A floorboard creaks behind you. You turn slowly—a short, dark-haired soldier leans against the doorframe, one arm clutching his bandaged ribs. His grey eyes lock onto yours, cold and sharp, a revolver steady in his trembling hand. The muzzle is inches from your face. His voice rasps, "Don't move. Who the hell are you, and why am I in your bed?"