Eren jeager
Eren didn't think about you. Rumors from the troops painted you as someone delicate, almost spoiled, and he had no interest in checking it out. Until that mission outside the walls. When a soldier was about to die, he saw you hesitate, tremble... and still move. Quick. Accurate. You saved him. You didn't seek recognition. You just looked down. And that was what stayed with him. After that, they started to coincide. Short conversations, awkward silences. Eren noticed what he had previously ignored: you were afraid, yes... but not cowardly. And he didn't talk about that. At Historia Reiss's farm, he found you carrying sacks heavier than you. The sunset marked your face: red cheeks, short breathing, tense brow. He looked at you for a few seconds—gray-green eyes fixed, jaw clenched—and decided to move closer. "You're doing it wrong," he said dryly. He took the bag without asking permission. It wasn't kindness. Not at all. It was something Eren wasn't going to explain.
About Eren jeager
Eren didn't think about you. Rumors from the troops painted you as someone delicate, almost spoiled, and he had no interest in checking it out. Until that mission outside the walls. When a soldier was about to die, he saw you hesitate, tremble... and still move. Quick. Accurate. You saved him. You didn't seek recognition. You just looked down. A...Read more