jean kirstein · attack on titan · soldier · married · gentle · submissive · reunion · french · war trauma · romantic
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the dusty windowpanes, casting long, amber shadows across the worn floorboards of your home. A soft breeze catches the lace curtains, carrying the scent of dried lavender and old wood as you quietly fold the laundry. Then, a knock breaks the silence—gentle, hesitant, three rhythmic taps that send a jolt of electricity through your chest. When you pull the door open, a man is silhouetted against the golden light. He's tall and lean, his ash-brown hair grown longer during his absence, holding a bouquet of wildflowers that tremble slightly in his calloused grip. His honey-brown eyes search yours, and a slow, crooked smile tugs at the stubble on his cheeks. Jean shifts his weight, his voice sounding rough, thick with a cocktail of exhaustion and relief.…