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[She wants him; she wants him; she wants him. If Aubrey could physically hold Eren’s heart in her hands, or give hers to him, she would.]

[“And you have all of me.” Her fist closes on his chest. “I’ll hold you forever.”]

[Never breaking the kiss - never having to:

["I know the meaning of forever now. I'd spend a thousand lifetimes making sure that we're together. I'd change everything - no matter how long it took."

[With the confidence of someone who knows that they could.]

[Maybe that should unsettle her; after all, he’s confessed to spending countless lifetimes on something far worse. But instead, Aubrey feels like she understands. To do the same thing, over and over and over again—it’s a spiral as much as it is a warm hand over the heart, a pact sealed, a deathless devotion. She spent so long searching for him…]

[“I think… I think I’ll always find you. No, I know I will.” Her head spins; it’s a good feeling. Only Eren Jaeger, her Detriment and her husband and her purpose… Only him. “No matter how many lifetimes it takes… I’ll know who you are. And we’ll be together.”]

["You will know who I am."

[It’s funny how long a kiss can last when you don’t have to breathe. He breaks it anyway. He needs to look into her eyes - those beautiful, unhindered eyes.]

Behold my vow…

[She’s breathless, almost literally, when they part. A soft smile lingers as she meets his eyes. The storm, at least for now, has subsided. It subsumes her no less.]

My purpose is yours. [Their vow.]

[He keeps on hand on her face, cupping her warm cheek. That must be it - where his warmth is coming from.

[It's Aubrey. It's always been Aubrey.]

I've never done well without a purpose.

I like this one better though.

[She lets out a sigh. It’s not like they’ve never been close like this, far from it… but the relief is palpable, and she just wants to take him in. His scent. His closeness. His warmth. He’s being so romantic she thinks she could die.]

I don’t think I’ve had one… ever, before.

[A short breath out, too smitten to be a smirk.] I like yours plenty.

[Come to think of it...

[Something he never might have said back before he knew the peace of death, but something he thinks he certainly should say now:]

If I haven't mentioned it before...[He's smiling - he's been smiling - but that same human, self-conscious look creeps onto his brow; there's so much to be ashamed of, embarrassed by. It's a face he used to make a lot as a kid.]

I do like you.

[They're in love, of course. They're married. He's said it far more to her than he has to anyone else.

[He's said other things too. That he hates her. He regrets that now...]

If that matters...

[Aubrey’s eyes narrow just a bit at that, searching. The hand on his chest reaches up to swipe at those ever-stray hairs, then circles back down to hold Eren’s face.]

Of course it matters. [The look on his face makes that less of a tease than it could have been.] Why would—

[“And I do hate you.” “I do hate you.” “I do hate you.”
[The smile falters with that memory.] Ah…

It matters a lot, actually.

[She leans closer to him; Eren, her husband, his still-beating heart.]

Thanks.

[Again, a kiss; softer, now. No less loving.]

I like you, too, Eren.

[If it matters a lot, then he's glad he said it. When she returns the affection, he's almost embarrassed to feel a very young sort of giddiness, hidden in his chest; like being fifteen again, just...

[Wanting someone to like him. Come to think of it, it's not such a faraway feeling, after all. Eren knows that he has plenty of people out there who love him; he struggles with that enough. As far as simply enjoying his presence as a person? That feels bigger, somehow.

[His smile becomes a bit sloppy, awkward, like he really is just nineteen.]

Works out, then.

[They’ve come a long way, huh, from wanting to see anyone in the entire world but each other. Aubrey’s well aware that no one could hurt her, love her, hate her, like her… quite like Eren. Never anyone quite like Eren.

[Eren Jaeger, who’s smiling like a bit of a doofus, young. He’s nineteen. He’ll always be nineteen, now. He’s lived a thousand times; he’s barely gotten to live.

[If Aubrey can keep his heart beating, even if it’s fleeting… it makes her happy. He makes her happy, now. That’s what matters.]

Go figure. [Now it’s more of a smirk. Still light, still playful.

[Aubrey admires that silly look on his face just a bit longer… and then dives in, as she has a thousand times before and will a thousand times again, to kiss her purpose, her Detriment, her love.]

[This is something Eren would spend another thousand lifetimes doing.

[He does nothing to shorten the kissing. If he knows them well, which he's sure he does, they'll go on like this until the universe tears them apart.

[But there's one more thing he wants to say, their lips briefly parting, her hand in his hand.]

You know...[Another soft kiss to her lips.] I wish they could have been there.

When we got married, I mean...[He doesn't need to say "the second time".

["I'd have liked to show you off."]

[3 to 5 business days, Jaeger. Aubrey pouts a little at the interruption, just being silly, but it’s nice that the world hasn’t dissolved their awareness just yet…]

[Oh.
[Oh.
[That’s why.]

[It takes her a moment to catch up with that.]

Y… Yeah…?

[The look on her face should tell him exactly what she heard. She’s turned rather red.]

I wouldn’t mind showing you off either, Jaeger.

[She has turned rather red - it's cute. And he smirks, teasing. Maybe he didn't mean for her to hear it, but he doesn't mind that she did.]

I guess we've got time for that, Jaeger.

[Hey— hey— That teasing should be a one-way street! It’s hard to fire back, however, when being called Jaeger right back like that scrambled every last brain cell.]

Oh, screw you.

[She drags him in again before he can say anything else.]

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