PORCO’S PERSPECTIVE
Hi everyone, I’m testing the waters writing again. I started this months ago but haven’t finished it, but I need to know if anyone would WANT ME TO FINISH it before I try. So here’s a snippet!
Porco Galliard was anything but weak. Invincible attitude and sharp wits, amazing jawline, as well as his Titan. Fast, smart, cocky and strong, this man was anything but weak.
Except when it came to you. Especially you.
You were an officer, and you worked along with the warriors shortly after learning maneuvering gear quicker than anyone in your class. So you were backup for them in the air. But on the battlefield Porco always watched for you. He would wonder how you could face the horrors of war just the way you were. So free, ready to face things head on with determination and only swords and a harness, completely vulnerable to the enemy.
He admired it, but he started noticing more than just the action on the battlefield. The way your harness hugged your body and how you handled the maneuvering gear, twisting and flipping giving him more angles of you than ever. When you would lean down to grab something and he could see clear up your shirt, but he would slap his hands over his eyes and turn so red Reiner wouldn’t let it down for a week. And most recently, when you were outside in the courtyard with all the candidate kids you had ripped your skirt in a race and stopped to tear the rest off bringing the length to your upper knees, causing Porco to immediately start his wet dream week.
Over the next few weeks he would catch himself watching you whenever you were within sight of him. Wether it was talking with Peick, or helping clean the mess hall, and to his utter delight, when you would sit absentmindedly by him in meetings. But it slowly became tourture to him and he swore you knew he had some feelings towards you because you kept sitting beside him every meeting.
You had all sat down in the fireplace room for tea, Zeke pouring a cup as Porco entered and hesitated a bit, scanning the room and resting on you, curled up on the end of the closest couch. He made a decision to sit by you today. And he was going to regret it.
He approached and inhaled a bit holding his breath, nodding at you as he sat down gently so as not to disturb you. You had smiled back warmly and focused on Zeke as the meeting was about to begin. Porco shifted slightly, eyes darting to your figure beside him, and back to Zeke. As the monkey man started his lecture, Porco’s mind drifted as he started imagining scenarios in his head with you. The poor boy just wanted to TOUCH you, hold you, to feel your warm breath on his……
