[ Eren is small, soft, warm – Maruki knows how comforting it felt to be held in that way, so much more vulnerable than either of them could ever be as the men they are. It's a sacred thing, laying here together like this.
He strokes slowly over Eren's feathers, closes his eyes. ]
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He strokes slowly over Eren's feathers, closes his eyes. ]
Just rest a while. My Eren.
[ Alongside those soft coos, he begins to hum. ]