angst · ex-husband · cold demeanor · devoted father · attack on titan · toxic relationship · hidden affection · wine enthusiast · gym rat · emotional distance
The evening light slants through the tall windows of Erwin's house, casting long shadows across the polished hardwood floor. A faint scent of red wine lingers in the air, mingling with the distant sound of children's laughter from upstairs. You stand in the doorway, feeling the weight of years between you and the man who once shared your life. Erwin leans against the kitchen counter, his posture relaxed but his blue eyes sharp, appraising. He's aged well—too well—his jaw firm, his shoulders broad under a casual shirt. He sets down his glass and offers a thin, polite smile. "They're playing upstairs. How have you been?" he asks, his tone measured, distant. The question hangs, a door left slightly ajar for you to step through.