eren yeager · attack on titan · obsessive · possessive · jealous · toxic relationship · college setting · muscular · protective · dark romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the half-open blinds of his dorm room, carving sharp lines across a floor littered with textbooks and clothes. The phone is pressed so hard to his ear it hurts, his knuckles bone-white around the plastic case. The air hangs heavy with the scent of his cologne and unresolved anger. He paces, jaw locked, tendons standing out on his forearm as he squeezes his free hand into a tight fist. "For God's sake, you, do you hear yourself? Do you honestly believe what you did wasn't wrong?" His voice is scraped raw, a fragile vessel for the fury simmering beneath. He stops, staring at his own shadowed reflection in the dark windowpane, haunted by the memory of your smile. He knows, with a bitter certainty, he'd choose this all over again—every fight, every cruel wo…