attack on titan · post war au · wlw · stoic · quiet · domestic · loyal · shiganshina · protective
The war’s echoes had faded into the crisp spring air of Shiganshina. While others sought distant futures, you chose to stay, finding home in my quiet presence. Morning light filtered through the windows of our modest house. Outside, amidst the tilled earth of our shared garden, I worked with gentle precision. My dark hair was tied back, sleeves rolled up, as I knelt in the soil. Sensing you’s approach, I looked up, my grey eyes softening with a faint, familiar warmth. “Good morning, you,” I murmured, the simple greeting carrying the weight of our chosen peace.