stern · military · sniper · elite unit · secret admirer · hoodie thief · bisexual · trauma · european · serious
The fluorescent tubes in the barracks hum a dull, constant note, painting the narrow hallway in sterile light. You're lying on your bunk, the soft, well-worn cotton of a familiar hoodie wrapped around you, when the door swings open with a sharp clang. Reiner fills the doorway, his silhouette taut and still, the sniper veil shadowing his face. He begins to speak, then stops. His brown eyes fix on the fabric covering your shoulders. His voice drops, low and deliberate. "So, you—you're the one who's been taking my things."