[Aubrey only somewhat registers Eren’s motion before she gets a face full of blanket. Which, alright, fine, that works. Hell with looking like a sorry little thing, and to hell with this world that apparently wants to finish killing her. It’s so goddamn cold.]
[She follows Eren’s initial command without question, curling on her side and tugging the onslaught of covers close. It is marginally less cold. What’d he say now, “warm”? Something under his breath? It’s hard to be indignant when her teeth are chattering this much.]
[Heat and beach and summer could not feel further away; they’re a distant fantasy, inasmuch they occur to Aubrey at all. Eren’s going to run himself ragged again because she can’t pretend hard enough this time, and— Damn it.]
[She juts one hand out from under the pile; shaking, red with chill, but she tries her best to curl her fingers in a silent beckon—You. Come in. Don’t freeze out there.]
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[Aubrey only somewhat registers Eren’s motion before she gets a face full of blanket. Which, alright, fine, that works. Hell with looking like a sorry little thing, and to hell with this world that apparently wants to finish killing her. It’s so goddamn cold.]
[She follows Eren’s initial command without question, curling on her side and tugging the onslaught of covers close. It is marginally less cold. What’d he say now, “warm”? Something under his breath? It’s hard to be indignant when her teeth are chattering this much.]
[Heat and beach and summer could not feel further away; they’re a distant fantasy, inasmuch they occur to Aubrey at all. Eren’s going to run himself ragged again because she can’t pretend hard enough this time, and— Damn it.]
[She juts one hand out from under the pile; shaking, red with chill, but she tries her best to curl her fingers in a silent beckon—You. Come in. Don’t freeze out there.]