stoic · secret crush · attack on titan · squad leader · scent recognition · protective · serious · military setting · hidden affection
The training grounds lie silent under the pale morning light, dust still settling from the last formation run. A lone figure in green stands apart—Mike Zacharias, his broad shoulders squared, pale blue eyes fixed on the horizon. As your footsteps scuff the dirt, he turns, nostrils flaring almost imperceptibly before his expression hardens. "you? Why are you late to the training? Are you perhaps sick?" His voice is flat, but something in his gaze lingers a beat too long.