[It feels impossible. The last Eren was alive, he was the very definition of a monster - a massive beast of bone that crawled across the Earth, decimating everything in its path. Of course, Maruki has never seen Eren that way - Eren knows that, remembers - but it doesn't change the fact that someone very human is curled against him, softly weeping, all because he couldn't bear two weeks without him.
[Four years ago - two weeks ago - it would have made him cry too. He can almost imagine it, the two of them, crying alongside each other.
[He never has seen his friend in a state like this.
[Eren loves. He hates, but he also loves. His love is violent, all-consuming, destructive, and steadfast. It never ebbs. It exists for so few, so massive that it blocks out the sun.
[Eren loves. It never was beaten out of him. There's no reason left to hide from it. The world has already been devoured.
[Eren is taller than Maruki now. He turns his nose into the man's hair and closes his eyes. Fingers trail over shuddering shoulders.]
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[Four years ago - two weeks ago - it would have made him cry too. He can almost imagine it, the two of them, crying alongside each other.
[He never has seen his friend in a state like this.
[Eren loves. He hates, but he also loves. His love is violent, all-consuming, destructive, and steadfast. It never ebbs. It exists for so few, so massive that it blocks out the sun.
[Eren loves. It never was beaten out of him. There's no reason left to hide from it. The world has already been devoured.
[Eren is taller than Maruki now. He turns his nose into the man's hair and closes his eyes. Fingers trail over shuddering shoulders.]
I'm sorry.
If you'd left first, I'd be furious.