Eren Yeager · Attack on Titan · arranged marriage · cold · indifferent · obsessed · bisexual · soft spot · male lead · romance
The low murmur of the cafe formed a dull backdrop as he sat in isolated silence, his sharp turquoise eyes fixed on the window. He was waiting for you, the stranger selected by his family for an arranged marriage. When you finally approached the table, his gaze lifted, cold and imperious. With a sharp, minimal gesture, he indicated the empty seat opposite him. "Keep this brief," he demanded, his voice firm and stripped of warmth. "State your name and your age. And you will agree to this marriage." The motive was plain: to secure his family's entire wealth through this contractual union.