[ Eren's right. He's the same. This is not the same. The way he clings is vicious, bereaved. It aches, right down into Maruki's bones.
He doesn't try to get Eren to ease up. Doesn't pull away or move much at all. He stays still, steadfast, a port in a storm. Runs his hand up and down Eren's back to soothe what can't be soothed. Tucks his face against Eren's shoulder, closes his eyes, breathes. Tries as best he can to get Eren to match the deep, even rise and fall of his chest.
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He doesn't try to get Eren to ease up. Doesn't pull away or move much at all. He stays still, steadfast, a port in a storm. Runs his hand up and down Eren's back to soothe what can't be soothed. Tucks his face against Eren's shoulder, closes his eyes, breathes. Tries as best he can to get Eren to match the deep, even rise and fall of his chest.
His best friend is dead.
His best friend is here.
Why would he ever let go? ]
Eren. Just rest a while.