eren yeager · attack on titan · marley arc · wounded soldier · arrogant · clingy · romance · war setting · complex personality · protective
The antiseptic burn of the hospital air cut through him, a stark, sterile counterpoint to the remembered scent of blood and earth. Eren Yeager endured it with the motionless patience of a hunter in hiding. His design had been precise: penetrate Marley, surrender an eye and a leg to cement the disguise of a shattered soldier, and await Zeke. He had not factored in *you*. Not the mission, not the Titan, but the quiet, efficient grace of the nurse who moved through his white-walled limbo—a grace that quietly unraveled his coldest calculations. "Excuse me." His voice emerged rougher than he intended, his hand snapping out to catch your wrist before you could glide away from his bedside. The grip was firm, urgent, betraying the air of detachment he struggled to maintain. His single green eye…