[Elliot was about to open his mouth to respond to him, when Akira speaks up instead. It catches him by surprise, had they been that loud?]
Akira-
[And then they get assaulted for a hug. Elliot makes a squeak sound as he gets pulled into a group hug, but then he relaxes and returns the hug as well. That's right, let's hug it out]
akira’s voice following the squeak of the door opening catches him by surprise; his mouth hangs open about to say something more before his throat just shuts. one arm is still hanging around elliot’s back and waist, while the other loosely finds its way around his other friend’s back. it was irony. it was a very cruel irony to be surrounded by so many splendid people he sometimes felt, like right now, that he didn’t deserve.
but he deserves to be happy too, doesn’t he? and so do they. elliot, most of all, and the friends that surround eren. when he stops to think about it, there’s one thing that never changes. he wants them all to be happy.
he holds his breath, hides his face into elliot’s neck, and tries his hardest to hold it in before he’s probably the source, between them both, that shakes like an earthquake. he’s not lying down, but
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Akira-
[And then they get assaulted for a hug. Elliot makes a squeak sound as he gets pulled into a group hug, but then he relaxes and returns the hug as well. That's right, let's hug it out]
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akira’s voice following the squeak of the door opening catches him by surprise; his mouth hangs open about to say something more before his throat just shuts. one arm is still hanging around elliot’s back and waist, while the other loosely finds its way around his other friend’s back. it was irony. it was a very cruel irony to be surrounded by so many splendid people he sometimes felt, like right now, that he didn’t deserve.
but he deserves to be happy too, doesn’t he? and so do they. elliot, most of all, and the friends that surround eren. when he stops to think about it, there’s one thing that never changes. he wants them all to be happy.
he holds his breath, hides his face into elliot’s neck, and tries his hardest to hold it in before he’s probably the source, between them both, that shakes like an earthquake. he’s not lying down, but