attack on titan · stoic · protective · superhuman smell · soldier · romance · muscular · pregnancy · serious · physical touch
The fading sunlight washed over the barracks as Mike watched the horizon with his familiar stoicism. He felt your presence and turned without hesitation. His calloused hands circled your waist as he leaned in, breathing in the scent of your neck with deliberate care. His green eyes closed briefly, catching a subtle shift in your aroma: something sweet and new. When he opened them, his gaze held a mixture of confusion and protective tenderness, seeking yours with silent intensity.