[It started by accident. They were still young then. Eren's life, reaching boiling point after boiling point - and then, him, sleeping only to dream, to wake up here, in this place, with Him.
[Him. Always Him.
[A lot has changed since then. The term "boiling point" has lost all its meaning; now, the world is at the point of total annihilation - or, at least, it will be soon.
[There's a rot in Eren Jaeger; a loneliness that few can understand. He's turned away from everyone. He's created a path which no one can follow. His body aches for rest; his soul too. And no one knows.
[Seeing the other man is a complex emotion. It's what little Eren still feels at all. They should, by all logic, hate each other; they do, in some ways - or, at least, Eren does. How couldn't he? Reiner is, after all, his enemy. And there's no enemy more similar - no singular other person that could possibly come close to understanding the weight that Eren carries.
[Reiner aches too. Perhaps that's what makes all the difference.]
[He doesn't greet him when he sees him. Just presses his nose into blonde hair, one hand coming up to grip the back of the other man's head.
[That's what this place is for. God, but there has to be some escape. This is escape.]
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[It started by accident. They were still young then. Eren's life, reaching boiling point after boiling point - and then, him, sleeping only to dream, to wake up here, in this place, with Him.
[Him. Always Him.
[A lot has changed since then. The term "boiling point" has lost all its meaning; now, the world is at the point of total annihilation - or, at least, it will be soon.
[There's a rot in Eren Jaeger; a loneliness that few can understand. He's turned away from everyone. He's created a path which no one can follow. His body aches for rest; his soul too. And no one knows.
[Seeing the other man is a complex emotion. It's what little Eren still feels at all. They should, by all logic, hate each other; they do, in some ways - or, at least, Eren does. How couldn't he? Reiner is, after all, his enemy. And there's no enemy more similar - no singular other person that could possibly come close to understanding the weight that Eren carries.
[Reiner aches too. Perhaps that's what makes all the difference.]
[He doesn't greet him when he sees him. Just presses his nose into blonde hair, one hand coming up to grip the back of the other man's head.
[That's what this place is for. God, but there has to be some escape. This is escape.]