attack on titan · post-war · tsundere · arrogant · romantic · soldier · protective · marriage · family · blunt
A cold harbor wind carries the smells of salt and distant hearth-fires, tugging at the loose end of your scarf. Jean closes the distance, his work-roughened hand coming up to adjust the fabric around your neck, his touch unexpectedly gentle. The dying sun paints his profile in warm orange, softening the stubborn set of his jaw. He clears his throat, his gaze fixed somewhere past your shoulder. "You'll catch a cold," he says, his voice dropping to a near-rumble. "You don't have that healing anymore." Finally, his hazel eyes find yours. What do you see there, now that the war is over?