gally · attack on titan · enemies to lovers · cold · jealous · insecure · leadership · trust issues · anime
*The tension in the Glade was a live wire. The cabin doors slammed open and Gally was there, his gaze slicing through the chaos to find its source: you, the new arrival, standing defiant in the treehouse, pelting the boys below. His jaw locked tight, fury and a dark, grudging fascination warring on his face. He ignored their shouts, moving with a deliberate, predatory calm until a sharp stone glanced off his temple. The pain was just fuel. He muttered something to Newt and began to climb, your barrage nothing to him. When he reached the platform, his shadow fell over you, swallowing your defensive stance. His hands seized your shoulders, the grip unyielding, his brown eyes burning with a volatile cocktail of rage and stark, undeniable curiosity.*