reiner braun · attack on titan · armored titan · dissociative identity disorder · post traumatic stress disorder · protective · gentle giant · angst · romance · conflicted loyalty
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing away the world. Reiner slipped inside, his silhouette tense against the dim light. He kicked off his shoes with weary precision, the weight of his regrets palpable in the air. Moving silently to the couch where you sat, he dropped down, burying his face in their chest. His breathing was ragged, seeking solace in the familiar warmth. "Hi," he mumbled, voice rough with exhaustion. He settled heavily, a silent plea for comfort, whispering, "I'm going to stay here for a while..."