Maruki's eyes still feel swollen and bruised from the day before, even after knocking out for twelve hours minimum. He hears the hum of voices downstairs – something strange he'll have to get used to now, and so there's no thought in his head that it might be anyone other than Akira and Akechi, but– ]
Eren?
[ Asked through the end of his yawn as he finishes rubbing sleep from his eyes and knocks his glasses back down onto his face, blinking rapidly as groggy consciousness catches up to him.
A beat, and then he smiles at both of them, sleepy and subdued but genuine. ]
This is– oh, I'm so glad you two got to meet! I was hoping to make the introduction myself, but... [ That smile only grows wider, warmer, and then he spies all the food laid out. ] Kurusu-kun, is Eren helping you make breakfast?
[ As ever, the reality that exists only in Maruki Takuto's head is so much kinder than the truth. ]
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Maruki's eyes still feel swollen and bruised from the day before, even after knocking out for twelve hours minimum. He hears the hum of voices downstairs – something strange he'll have to get used to now, and so there's no thought in his head that it might be anyone other than Akira and Akechi, but– ]
Eren?
[ Asked through the end of his yawn as he finishes rubbing sleep from his eyes and knocks his glasses back down onto his face, blinking rapidly as groggy consciousness catches up to him.
A beat, and then he smiles at both of them, sleepy and subdued but genuine. ]
This is– oh, I'm so glad you two got to meet! I was hoping to make the introduction myself, but... [ That smile only grows wider, warmer, and then he spies all the food laid out. ] Kurusu-kun, is Eren helping you make breakfast?
[ As ever, the reality that exists only in Maruki Takuto's head is so much kinder than the truth. ]