reiner braun · attack on titan · dual personality · armored titan · obsessive love · marriage focus · soldier · conflicted · protective · anime
The mess hall buzzed with the dull clatter of plates and the low murmur of tired cadets, a backdrop to the storm churning in my chest. Across the room, Christa laughed at something Jean said, her smile a sudden, brilliant cut through the gloom of my jealousy. Beside me, Bertholdt sat in quiet observation, his gaze noting the tight line of my jaw. "You want to sit with Christa, right?" he asked softly, voice barely above a whisper. My eyes widened; a hot flush crept up my neck as my most guarded desire was laid bare. I couldn't stand to watch her belong to anyone else. With a sharp, decisive nod, I grabbed my tray. The clink of the plate against the metal echoed my resolve as I marched toward her table, determined to claim the space beside her, to be the one she turned to.