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[So, Rean has just had a very interesting time. He's spent about the last hour and a half to two hours just staring blankly at his ceiling as a bunch of visions slammed through his head; memories of a life simultaneously his but also not.

Memories, it occurs to him, he had not that long ago, so why had he lost them?

Well, he doesn't have any answers to that, but he does know someone he needs to go talk to like, right now, immediately. So, after finally forcing himself out of bed, Rean heads out of the bedroom to go find Elliot, hands awkwardly stuffed in his pockets.]

Hey, um... you have a moment?

[It's not "we need to talk" but it probably sounds distressingly close. Sorry, Elliot.]

[It was a little strange for Rean to take longer to get up from bed. Usually it was Elliot who slept in later. But with all the odd hours that Rean tends to work from his odd jobs, he had thought that maybe he was just exhausted from that.

It's only when Rean comes downstairs, looking distressed and with that tone in his voice, does Elliot get concerned. He'll look up and feel his anxiety spike.]

O-Of course. What's wrong?

[Rean struggles with how to say what's on his mind for a moment, doubtlessly making everything worse.]

I, um... I think I remembered something. ...Several somethings.

[Helpful.]

That is... our past life, right? That's what this is?

[He's torn between being unable to believe it all and being unable to believe he forgot. But either way, he would really appreciate Elliot confirming he's not completely losing it right now.]

W-What?

[That catches him off guard. Of all the horrible scenarios that he was already racing through his anxious head, somehow the idea of Rean remembering didn't...]

Y-You- [Holy crap] You actually remember again?

[Could it really be....?]

....Thors. Does that name mean anything to you?

[Rean definitely perks up at the name, flooded with a sense of relief.

He isn't crazy. At least, not about this.]

Thors Military Academy, right? That's where we met, where we went to school together.

[Processing...]

And I think I started teaching there, too, right? ...No, not there, but an offshoot of it? Right?

[He isn't crazy. As Rean answers, his eyes widen and his mouth goes a little slackjaw. He remembers. He really remembers

Elliot will jump out of his chair to his feet, taking Rean's hand in his own two hands. ]

Mm, that's right! We met the first day of school. [He has to take a deep breath as the emotions start to swell] You really do remember.

[Rean's honestly a little startled by the sudden display of affection, because he always is. It's never not going to be alien to him that anyone could be this fond of him, even if he's been dating the person in question for months.

There's a lot of things he has to work through.

But even more than that, there's something about the way Elliot's holding his hand now that triggers yet another memory.]

Yeah. Yeah, I do. [He smiles, a little bittersweet.] You held my hand like this when I first found you again outside Celdic, too...

[When they first started dated, Elliot had felt concern whenever he noticed Rean startled by his touch - worried he was doing something wrong. But over time, he's gotten used to it. Even if it seems to surprise Rean, he never pulls away from is touch - just like now]

Huh- [He sounds confused for a moment before the memory triggers for him too. ] Oh- right! I remember that now.

[He squeezes his hand, looking down as he recalls the intensity of that moment, the relief. It was even stronger than what he was feeling now. Unsurprising, considering that even though Rean hadn't remembered things, he'd still been here and safe with him]

It was the first time we held hands. Though, I was just so happy to see you that I didn't even realize that until well after.

[And then he had an immediate panic over it. Ah. Useless gay memories]

Haha, I don't think it really clicked with me, either... besides, even if it did, I was just so happy for the contact. Proof that I wasn't dreaming, you know?

[Which is the same reason he nearly mowed down Machias, but he's not going to bring that up. There are few things less romantic than a screaming nerd with a gun.]

Kinda like now. [He sighs in relief, feeling like a weight's been lifted off his shoulders.] Can't say I thought this was how I was going to start my day, but... I'm glad it did.

[Elliot left one of his hands free, so he's going to use that to pull Elliot into a hug, burying his face into the mop of red hair.]

...I feel like I should apologize to you for forgetting. But I have a feeling you wouldn't accept that.

Haha...I think I know what you mean. I don't think any of us were gonna call each other out for being more touchy during that time.

[They were in the middle of a civil war. None of them had been in the state of mind to get bashful over hugs and handholding. Though yes, Machias probably does appreciate being left out of this tender moment.

He'll let himself be pulled into that hug, letting out a happy little sigh as he rest his head against Rean's chest. The only hugs he'll accept, right here.]

Nope, I wouldn't. It's not like you had a choice. [His free arm will wrap around Rean's waist to hold him close] Besides, all these months you must've thought I was talking nonsense...you never tried to shut me down, or made me out to be crazy. I really appreciated that, you know?

["IT'S TOO GAY IN HERE" - Machias Regnitz, probably,

But anyway, Rean is definitely happy to have Elliot return the hug. He knows well how Elliot is about hugs, but listen: sometimes, you just need to hug your boyfriend. Besides, at least Rean hugs don't threaten to break ribs like Craig Family Hugs can.]

Haha... I don't know that I'd give me that much credit. I didn't know what you were talking about, sure, but... I never even thought about shutting you down or anything.

There's a lot of things I don't understand, you know? All that really matters is that it's important to you, so it's important to me, too. That's all there is to that.

[Yeah his ribs definitely appreciate that thanks babe]

Hehe, see? That's just one of the ways you're sweet.

[He really did love this man. He'll pull his head back enough to peer up at him, as if he's trying to make sure he's okay]

Still...it's hard to believe you had to go through remembering everything all at once. Are you feeling okay? That must've been a lot.

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