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[ he doesn’t want to be let off the hook!!! he needs to be punished!!!

and this, finishes up his food, all of it. ]

I know, and you’re right. I’ll sleep. I’ll sleep right now. [ and they’ll talk about everything once he wakes up for lunch. if he sleeps now and wakes up at 12:30, that’s four hours of sleep. perfect to get a jumpstart and correct his sleeping when it’s the right time to actually sleep. giving elliot another squeeze of his hand, eren gives his fingers an apologetic kiss, ] Thanks for coming. [ before he gets up to rinse his plates and stick them in the dishwasher.

the only other thing he does is send a voice message to his mother, curt, brief and german: hi mom,, i’m not coming in today so someone else needs to fill my place, thanks, and that is the end of that.

he’s going to walk over to the big comfy couch and not his room. ]

[ Kinky.

He watches him go, a little relived to see Eren get into gear to go to sleep. Yes, he needs sleep. They can talk things out once he wakes up. When Eren kisses his fingers, he'll reach up go give him a quick kiss on the cheek. They're okay, they're okay. Just get some sleep]

Of course. I'll be here when you wake up too.

[Luckily he didn't have much planned for the day. He can hang around Eren's. But Eren not going to the couch catches him by surprise]

Er...why the couch?

[ and he’ll still be here when he wakes up!!! he is truly blessed. they could make lunch together! aka eren making lunch, but, they can try . . . grabbing a lightweight blanket, eren sits on the couch and stretches out— there’s still enough room for elliot to sit on either side if he wanted. ]

So I could sit by you. [ while he watches tv, or video games, or music!!! elliot knows all the things he could do, and there’re wireless headphones if he wants the volume up for him— but then eren pauses and comes out with the other half of the truth. ] And my room’s a mess.

[Oh Eren....that answer is cute, but he still worries about Eren getting enough sleep with him around. But if his room was a mess...hm, something must be up with it. Eren's room is almost never messy. ]

Alright.

[He moves to the end of the couch to sit on, near Eren's head. He'll reach over and brush some locks of hair out of his eyes]

But make sure to actually sleep, okay?

I’ll show you what . . . Cars . . .

[ was that all he had to say, or was there more? you’ll have to find out later because he’s so god damn tired, he’s fallen asleep mid sentance. no sleep spells needed, just elliot’s hand there was just fine, and eventually eren’s slowly inching into elliot’s leg enough to use it to hide behind the covers and a lovely, drowsily-made sleeping den. until lunch time!

oddly enough, he’s tremendously sound. no dreams for him and no dream intruders at this hour. ]

[He watches to see if Eren's actually sleeping, staying still for a good five minutes, with his hand lingering there. But he can see Eren's breath slow and the semblance of peace that crosses his boyfriend's face. He relaxes then, glad he doesn't have to break out the magic to make sure Eren sleeps. Because yes, he was planning on using it if he had to.

In the meantime, he'll get up and eat his own breakfast that Eren made, and then settle in with a video game while wearing headphones. He keeps sitting next to Eren as he plays, just wanting to stay near him. ]

[ he’d have wet dreams about his boyfriend being badass and putting him to sleep tho

but hours pass, and eren continues to keep still and quiet. he breathes easy and completely blacks out. the light clicks of the video game controller in elliot’s hands fall on deaf ears, and the dogs inch over to lay by them and watch the human play tv. kaiser is occasionally the one to get up at any fast moving objects and wonder where it went (behind tv? to the window??), while titan, a veteran, only sighs and stretches out in silence. he does give elliot a lot of puppy eyes and soft whines. he wants to walk . . .

once it’s noon, eren’s phone alarm rings to get up, buzzing on the table between the couch and tv screen. it’s one of those relaxation outdoor sound alarms. of course he’s going to sleep right through it today. ]

[In a way, this was a restful morning for Elliot as well. Normally he might feel compelled to be more productive, to practice music or magic or make some progress about something. He can't remember the last time he spent a morning just quietly playing video games. Having to be quiet and still forces him to actually relax. And by the time noon rolls around, he's made himself very comfortable near Eren.

When that alarm goes off...he eyes it for a moment. it's really tempting to ignore it, to let Eren sleep a little more since he seems so peaceful. But on the other hand, it might mess up his sleep schedule, and that'd only cause Eren to freak out more.

So, with some reluctance he'll put his game on pause and take off the headphones. Gently he'll brush Eren's hair again and give him a little nudge]

Eren....

[ a messy, half done bun of hair in need of re-tying and a lot of bangs falling off his forehead. it takes a few tries for eren to open his eyes into half lidded slits, being awoken so calmly— he usually jumped, but the tranquility of elliot looking down at him as he blinks and comes to, birds singing, pond water trickling . . . ah, of course. he has awoken to his disney princess.

if he had a dream, it was a good one. he vaguely remembers tossing clover up and down until she screamed (with fright, but it was all just good hearted play), and taking her home, and remembering his mother saying something beautiful about him.

of all the nightly horrors, this was a good dream, and it made him glance up with bed eyes, with a drooly lip, and a peaceful smile. his hand reaches up to cup elliot’s, using the blanket to wipe his mouth. four hours of rest, a good dream, and it invites a good mood. ]

I want to keep waking up to you.

[ IN A FEW YEARS HE CAN YEET ]

[ It was impossible not to smile back at an awakening like that. Eren looks so lovely when he has such a peaceful look on his face. He brings that hand up to give a gentle kiss on the back of his hand, peering down at him with warm green eyes. ]

Someday you will.

[he says it simply, but with the confidence that he was stating a fact. Both of them knew their future was with each other]

Sleep well?

Almost better than I usually do.

[ maybe he was exaggerating, but, it certainly felt like it. he still had tired eyes, but four hours had felt like an entire day. still holding elliot’s hand, he brings it down with his arm, over his eyes while he accommodates and gives the tv a glance. a good vidya was being played. ]

We can talk now?

[ you think he forgot, he did not. ]

Good.

[Exaggeration or not, Eren does seem to be in a much better state than before. With his arm brought down over Eren, he'll scoot closer and lift up Eren with his other hand, until he's holding onto his laying down boyfriend properly]

Yeah, guess I did say we would.

[ eren inhales, like he’s preparing himself to say something grand before, neh, just kidding, it’s an exhale. a nice, comfy exhale. ]

There’s something wrong with having these cars. [ a pause, but he’s got high hopes that he’d be heard now that he doesn’t sound like a sleepless fool. ] And the dreams about the mecha feel . . . Right?

[He frowns as he tries to wrap his mind around it]

So you think you....like mecha over cars?

I feel like I should. I stayed up just to sell them. [ his cars.

he means legit, all his cars. it’s a pretty odd to explain it, really, and for a second, the troubled look on eren’s face. ]

And if what everyone’s saying is really true . . . Our memories were messed with— that’s what bothers me the most.

...Okay, can we make a rule of no trying to sell stuff after midnight?

[Because yeah, that seems really dumb Eren??? But he gets the troubled implication with the rest of it, going quiet for a moment]

You think everything we know could be fake.

It started freaking me out . . .

[ he had to do it!! even though it was dumb!! the extra in his blood just couldn’t be contained, but eren complies with a nod shortly after. ]

I don’t want to think it’s everything. Most things feel as right as they’ve always been. [ but . . . ] Maybe our— [ he tries to gesture, coming up with what he remembered was said. ] souls were knocked out of place, or something.

Still.

[He says pointedly. Selling off your stuff when you're sleep deprived is a dumb move Eren!

Elliot's quiet at that, thinking over what all this could mean. Their souls were knocked out of place? things were wrong? It's...worrying. To say the least. Eren might notice that his hold on Eren tightens some.

Don't let this be fake, he pleads silently to himself and to any god if they listen.]

C-Can that...Can that happen? Our souls get knocked around and then we change?

[ okay. okay, still is understood. he will go no further with that. eren’s hand tightens well into elliot’s grasp as well, wetting his lips and feeling the worry. ]

People forget things when they lose the app . . . Maybe something similar happened. [ but he takes elliot’s face, his hand cupping the cheek and guiding his eyes back to him. look him straight in the eye and say he isn’t giving him complete and utter truth when he says it: ] But that doesn’t mean what we’re living isn’t real.

W-Well, yeah but that's memory loss. Not memory...alter. [That's a different thing!! Even if either of them lost the app tomorrow, they wouldn't forget their life before the app.

But fortunately, Eren's good at picking up the cues. His cheek heats up at the touch, and he is compelled to look Eren in the eye. There's sincerity there, no doubt about that. It helps takes the edge off his own worry, but...]

R-Right, I just... [He worries his lip] I-I'll always love you, okay?

[It'd be easy to feed into fears, but he wants to try to remain firm. He wanted to be with Eren, no matter what. Surely...surely that had to be real]

[ well. time for eren to get up from the comfort of his boyfriend’s lap to give him tougher certainty. a world where he wasn’t with elliot . . . he can’t imagine it anymore. in every single circumstance, now, elliot was with him, and he was with elliot. it’s like they met each other here and tied their strings in knots so they’d always find their way back.

sitting up straight, eren hunches over and makes sure to keep elliot’s locks of red hair away from his face, even if it burned the same hue. ]

You don’t have to worry about us being apart, [ he leans over to him ] if I’ll find you in any reality we go. That’s me always loving you, too.

Eren...

[Elliot smiles at him, a smile that's warm, grateful and loving that reaches his eyes. He reaches out to touch Eren's cheek, to scoot close together. He loved this man with all his heart. And hearing Eren reassure him in such a way, it helps soothe his worries. ]

Not if I find you first, you know.

[ okay— he laughs, but it’s soft and still behind closed lips, ones that are coming for you at alarming speeds—!! in seconds, eren’s arms are planted on the free spots beside elliot’s either side. he kisses him, lingering to get the best of it. ]

I can’t forget that. [ and for being here, for worrying about him, for being this man that he equally loved— ] Thank you.

[Elliot will let that kiss linger, smiling the whole way through it. When it's done, he'll rest his forehead against Eren's]

Hehe, I don't need any thanks. [He'll reach over to run his fingers through Eren's hair. The bed hair look really works with Eren's hair being longer now]

How about...we take it easy today? I can help you box up some cars so your room's more comfortable...but we just stick around here for the day?

I know you have a routine, but a lazy day once and awhile is good for you too.

[ eren has really bad bed hair, in the sense that it works out. messy bun. with his hands resting in elliot’s lap and toying around with the fabric of his shirt in his fingers— he will suddenly drop all his weight on elliot.

he is a tired man today that would not mind heeding his temptor, today. ]

I’ll need the energy for tomorrow, huh. [ he does like the idea of boxing cars with elliot!! and mumbling in his ear with smiles and more smiles. ] Maybe you’ll even have to drag me . . .

[ he would never but

let us enjoy the lazy day ]

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