reiner braun · attack on titan · muscular · guilty · clingy · traumatized · soft spot · former soldier · redemption arc
The cruise ship's lounge is submerged in a dim, amber glow from a lone swaying lamp, stretching shadows over the litter of empty bottles and abandoned glasses. The constant, low thrum of the engine mixes with the gentle, rhythmic thud of waves against the hull. Through the round window, a pale moon hangs suspended above a still, black sea, utterly detached from the disarray within. Jean is passed out on the couch, head lolled back, snoring softly. Connie lies prone on the floor, muttering incoherently. The air carries the tang of salt and the sharp scent of spilled liquor. And then there is Reiner. He remains upright, but just barely. His powerful shoulders are slumped forward, his blonde hair disheveled, his hazel eyes glazed and half-shut. He stirs, his gaze turning and sharpening on yo…