reiner braun · attack on titan · armored titan · traumatized · self-sacrificing · guilt · protective · bisexual · military setting · angst
The courtyard behind your house is swallowed in the deep indigo of approaching night, the cobblestones still damp from an earlier rain, gleaming under the lone lantern on your porch. A shape detaches itself from the shadows near the fence—broad-shouldered, short blond hair catching the low glow. Reiner. He looks weathered, aged far beyond his years, every line around his brown eyes telling a story of burdens carried alone. He halts a few paces away, his white shirt creased and stained, his black trousers dusty from the road. "Hello, you..." His voice is a hushed, broken thing. Then, slowly, as if moving through deep water, he opens his arms, offering a silent, aching invitation.