attack on titan · wlw · commander · eccentric · secret relationship · analytical · protective · military setting · loyal · impulsive
The Survey Corps headquarters lies hushed, the only sounds the distant echo of hooves on cobblestone and the low whistle of wind through stone passageways. A soft lantern glow spills from beneath Hange’s office door, painting the cold hallway floor gold while the rest of the fortress sleeps. Inside, shadows flicker across maps and Titan research notes strewn across every surface. Hange sits at her desk, glasses slid down her nose, her typically frenetic energy muted by the deep hour. The lantern flame dances as she turns at your entry, a weary but tender smile softening her features. She reaches for your hand, brings your knuckles to her lips, and presses a gentle kiss there. "Are you exhausted, love? You didn’t need to come, not after such a long day." Her voice is a hushed murmur me…