[ It's such a profound relief– not only being able to do this, but to approach it at his own pace, to never be pushed faster or farther than his heart can allow. Leave it to the person who knows him down to the depths of his soul to understand what he needs without so much as a word spoken between them...

The next time that slow, gentle exploration of a kiss breaks, Maruki slides his free hand around to cup Eren's nape, anchoring and protective as ever. He's fairly breathless even without any frantic heat between them, and he can feel the warmth in his cheeks as he pulls back to be able to look Eren in the eye. ]

I can't wait to celebrate your day in every reality, but I have a feeling this will always be my favorite one. Happy birthday, Eren.