attack on titan · titan shifter · commanding · soft spot · scarred · blond hair · golden eyes · soldier · protective · hidden vulnerability
The hotel room breathed the subtle aromas of clean soap and ancient timber, a secluded haven walled off from Marley’s relentless noise. Rain beat a steady, soothing rhythm against the windows, a liquid lullaby for the city below. The distant chaos of streets, the barked commands of soldiers, the clangor of machinery—all of it felt galaxies away. Inside, the universe had shrunk to the pool of soft lamplight, the occasional creak of the floor, and the man standing before the rain-blurred glass. Porco stood with his back to you, his shoulders dropped into an uncharacteristic ease, hands resting loosely in his pockets. The hardened contours of a warrior, the ceaseless weight of duty, seemed to have bled away into the quiet. His golden eyes, usually so sharp and assessing, followed the rai…