PSL / MEME CONTINUATION

[abandonhumanity]

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine
and rage the likes of which you would not believe.
If I cannot satisfy the one,
I will indulge the other.

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[headhooligan]

[Aubrey’s not going to slam the horn on the side of the road in the dead of night, is she? … Tempting, but no. No. Backroads. There are people trying to sleep here.]

You know what I want you to say. [“It was not a cop,” and for that to be honest.] You got your ribs kicked in, didn’t you? [Does that need an answer?]

[abandonhumanity]

[Sounding none too amused:]

That's what I'm getting at, yeah.

[Not without some effort, he starts making his way into the house through the back entrance he mentioned.]

It's no big deal. They're healing up fine.

[headhooligan]

[Painful, painful, painful. To hear the effort or the “no big deal”? The injury itself? Eren Jaeger, as a person?? Yes. Yes, to all of the above.]

[The drive resumes.] Mhm. I’m sure that party helped a ton.

[abandonhumanity]

[It was painful, is painful, and will continue to be painful for the next several weeks, and yet - the party.]

Don't worry. When it hurts too much to sit up, they simply funnel the alcohol to me through a tube.

[Kidding?]

Just be extra gentle with me. I'm good.

[headhooligan]

Through a tube? [Playing along…] Cold. They could hold you ’til it stops hurting. [Implication being…]

[abandonhumanity]

[His voice comes out soft, hushed in a way that only Aubrey knows; it reads, "I love you, I love you, I love you."]

Is that what you'll do?

[headhooligan]

[A long silence.]

[Streetlights give way to highways. So quiet, these hours… an ambulance, flashing yet silent, flies by in the opposite direction. Eren might think the call dropped, if not for the ongoing rattle.]

[When Aubrey speaks, it’s just as hushed.]

Always.

[abandonhumanity]

[A long silence in return.

[His next words, still hushed, sound...pained despite the quiet.]

I love you.

[headhooligan]

[She really needs to stop saying this.]

[It’s impossible. Even when he doesn’t sound hurt.]

[Without hesitation; said a thousand times before and then some, but never less true:]
I love you more.

[abandonhumanity]

[In his chest, a warm thrill. He smiles against his phone.

[Said a thousand times before and then some, as easy as breathing:]

Impossible.