[Eren leans just barely away. It's the first time he's managed to look at Maruki's face in...hours? He can't tell.
[He loves him. That's all that shows on his face. It's such a simple expression, no complicated layers. Blame that on the exhaustion, too, maybe. He seems distracted by Maruki's face, fingers slipping up under his glasses to brush tears away.
[ It's the strangest thing to hear after all this time, but– it's right for it to happen this way. Privately, Maruki's glad that no one else in Somnius ever saw fit to call him by his given name on their own, no matter how close they are. He can ease back into hearing it without immediately hearing wretched, panicked shrieks echoing off the walls with the person who makes him feel safest. It's fine. It will be fine.
The corners of his lips turn up, though the smile doesn't yet meet his tired eyes as Eren thumbs away the dampness beneath them. He squeezes Eren's hand, and the smile flickers warmer, more genuine. ]
You got it. Thank you...
[ Oh, they're both worn out. Maruki can feel it, heavy in the chilly air of the windmill. ]
[Eren obeys, a sniffling child. He tucks himself up under the blanket, then throws it over Maruki too. He pulls the covers all the way up over their heads until it's too dark to see, and then he moves close, waiting to be enveloped again.]
This is what I want. Just to stay like this. With you.
[ Darkness overtakes them, warms them through. Maruki takes just a moment to sneak a hand back out and place his glasses somewhere safe, but then his arm wraps around Eren to pull him in to lay his head against his chest, the two of them situating themselves in pitch black. ]
Then what's what we'll do. For as long as we can. [ Delicate fingers brush blindly over Eren's browbone before trying again for his hairline, fingertips mussing the loose strands. ] Don't worry about anything else right now. Just be here.
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[He loves him. That's all that shows on his face. It's such a simple expression, no complicated layers. Blame that on the exhaustion, too, maybe. He seems distracted by Maruki's face, fingers slipping up under his glasses to brush tears away.
[Eren's never heard anyone call him...]
Takuto.
[Did he say it right?]
Takuto.
Okay...
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The corners of his lips turn up, though the smile doesn't yet meet his tired eyes as Eren thumbs away the dampness beneath them. He squeezes Eren's hand, and the smile flickers warmer, more genuine. ]
You got it. Thank you...
[ Oh, they're both worn out. Maruki can feel it, heavy in the chilly air of the windmill. ]
Lay back down with me. You should rest.
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This is what I want. Just to stay like this. With you.
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Then what's what we'll do. For as long as we can. [ Delicate fingers brush blindly over Eren's browbone before trying again for his hairline, fingertips mussing the loose strands. ] Don't worry about anything else right now. Just be here.
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I promise.
I stopped sleeping to kill you in yours
[She’s just washing dishes. He sits and watches her.
[That’s all.]