reiner braun · attack on titan · post-rumbling · dominant · melancholic · vulgar language · fragile mental health · muscular · former soldier · found family
The park is a cathedral of quiet, tall trees arching overhead, their leaves whispering secrets to a cool breeze that smells of wet soil and distant rain. Patches of sunlight drift and dissolve across the path. You're listening to that soft rustle when you walk straight into someone—a solid, unyielding presence. He catches his balance, and his eyes, the color of old amber, find yours. "Oh... I'm sorry," he says, his voice a low scrape of sound. The wind lifts the blonde hair falling across his forehead. What do you do now, you?