[Aubrey and Eren (and occasionally Atsushi) have been practicing with dulled blades, but somehow Eren doesn't really think about bringing wooden daggers to practice with Subaru. Maybe he finds him capable, or maybe he just isn't using his head; regardless, by the time they take a break, Eren has a few superficial cuts on his hands; one on his face, across the nose. The cuts are bleeding, but he doesn't seem to care.
[Sitting down, he kicks his bag in Subaru's direction.]
There's a lunch in there for you. If you don't want it all bloody, you gotta get it yourself.
[A simple lunch; just dried meat, cheese, some fruit, some bread. Standard stuff. He brings one to Aubrey every day.
[He still isn't himself. Practice halted, his voice and eyes are dull; but he's here, and he's awake, and he's doing something - what more can you ask, really. He rests his arms over his knees and hangs his head, looking tired.]
[Where Eren’s pretty cut up, Subaru’s looking no better; hands littered with little nicks and cuts, as well as one across his cheek. It’s to be expected; he’s far from experienced in combat. Maybe they should’ve practiced not with the real thing, but some part of him - despite the stinging of his sliced-open skin - is grateful that Eren had enough faith in him to try the real deal.
It feels weird, though, to be responsible for those marks on his friend - superficial as they might be. He’s not sure he likes it.
He reaches for the bag, opening it to get the food out.]
I’m not sure how much better it is if I do it…
[His cuts have at least mostly dried, though they threaten to open at the slightest movement too far.
As he retrieves the food, he casts a look at Eren. He looks exhausted. They had been working hard - but it seems like more than just that.]
[Subaru’s right. The physical workout was nothing.]
Yeah, just. Kick it back over to me.
[He hasn’t had much of an appetite lately, but it’s not lost on him that for all the time he spends lecturing people for not eating properly, he won’t be spared from it either.
[Subaru kicks the bag over, but he comes to join Eren anyway. He probably could’ve just carried it.]
Guess that’s a lot to get used to, huh?
[He sighs, looking at the state of him.]
Here.
[He shrugs off his jacket and takes a dagger to the sleeve of his t-shirt. Kneeling down, he presses the scrap of fabric into Eren’s hands, dabbing at the blood.]
It’s not gonna do much, but at least you won’t get blood all over your lunch.
[Eren gives Subaru a good several hours to gather advice from the masses. Although his future still weighs heavily on him (a gross understatement), and although his personality still isn't back to it's old ways, he's been in a relatively...content mood the last few days. As it turns out, relying on the people who love you doesn't always turn out so badly. Subaru's contributed too. Eren trusts him without much time to bank that on, but just as steadfastly all the same. It feels good to be with him - to be somewhere else, with someone other, who understands, but never can in the way that those Eren hurt do.
[Aside from that, Subaru is cute, and a massive dork - genuine in some ways, with a mask that's gotten easy to break through. His network post was beyond charming. Eren revels in the feeling of taunting him.
[And again, there is that nagging fear of rejection. Eren doesn't want to be turned away, but the threat of that mournful pain makes his adrenaline race with new, more pleasant dread. He doesn't let it show. He can be the confident one when it comes to this sort of thing.
[He keeps his expression even. It isn't hard; he still feels dull, muted, above anything else. He knocks on the door, lunch in hand for Subaru. Business as usual.]
[He sees that red. He wonders how Subaru felt, sitting around waiting for him; at least, that's what Eren pictured him doing. His heart beats soundly in his chest, but he feels it in his wrists. He's nervous, but it doesn't show.]
Hey.
[He lets himself in past Subaru as he did the last time.]
[Omori peers into the hole, small body leaning precariously over the edge. Pieces of the floor crumble and fall inside, the void growing. Omori steps back a couple of steps, still watching the hole.
[He turns to face Subaru. There's a noose around Omori's neck. The rope stretches up, up, up to the ceiling...]
[Subaru can't reach. No matter how close he gets, or how far he reaches, his fingers never touch rope. Omori still stands, flat-footed on the ground, but the rope grows more taut. The game needs to begin. Omori reaches up with one hand to curl his fingers around the rope, trying to ease it away from his neck. He's perfectly calm.]
[Subaru reaches. Subaru reaches and reaches and fights and grasps despite how futile it all is.]
Damn it…! Shit…!
[He bites down on his lip in frustration. He thrusts his arm forward once again, trying, desperately trying. Omori continues to stand there, telling him to pick a…letter, was it? The fact he doesn’t seem to grasp the situation is all the worse for Subaru.]
Now’s not the time for games! We need to get you out of that!
[ As much as it pains Jean to let Eren go off on his own, he's full of grief and rage borne of losing Mikasa. It's not possible for Jean to be at his side every moment - he has other people he needs to take care of, to watch over. He knows there are people Eren needs to take care of as well.
Which is why the sight of Subaru outside the cottage door, without Eren, is strange but doesn't immediately alarm Jean as he lands nearby, using the directional gear both he and his partners have. Maybe he's looking for Eren? ]
Subaru, right?
[ He calls it out as he approaches. They haven't formally met, ships passing in the dark night that is Eren Jaeger, but Eren has talked about his other partners enough that he's fairly sure it's Subaru at the door. ]
Everything okay?
[ His voice is tilted with concern, looking over the other teen for any signs of injury or blood. ]
[Jean is right to be concerned; even if his dark clothes conceal it, blood is stark red on his hands. By his ankles, his pants are ripped, torn by something, bleeding gashes lying open underneath. If that weren’t enough to signal to Jean that something was wrong, his utterly shaken expression would do it.
Even as he turns to face him, there’s no sign of his characteristic smile.]
Jean…?
[He’s never had to do this, not quite like this. The words don’t want to fall out of his mouth, he doesn’t want what he says to be true.
[ Everything is not okay; before Subaru even speaks, there's the widening of Jean's eyes as he takes in his appearance. Something has gone very, very wrong. He almost doesn't wait for Subaru to continue - he has half a mind to drag him in and start taking care of those wounds - but it seems like he's working up to something.
It's Eren, he says, and Jean's expression drops into fear, unable to control the emotions on his face. ]
What happened?
[ To Eren, to Subaru too - because even in his fear his focus isn't just Eren. ]
- Inside.
[ It comes out seconds after his question, turning to open the door. ]
You can tell me inside, you're hurt.
[ If Jean's tone is gruff, it's not directed at Subaru. If something has happened he can't just stand here while he's told, he needs to be doing something - and Subaru needs taking care of. ]
[ As promised, after a late afternoon spent hiking Starlight Cliff with Eren to take some photos, Maruki is once again making himself at home at the cottage. It's been a while – definitely since the pre-Green Knight days – and it's strange to see someone else besides Eren and Jean (pour one out for Mikasa) around.
Not unwelcome, though.
They're nearly done with dinner and Maruki's legs still ache. Despite the hike being his idea, and his persistent enthusiasm for it all throughout, he simply still isn't an outdoorsy kind of guy... He's doing his best to change that because His Girlfriend Refuses To Get A House but it's slow going.
He stretches them out beneath the table for the umpteenth time this evening, groans like the old man he is. Both elbows propped up on the table now that he's finished with his food, he pillows his chin on his hands and grins at Subaru. ]
So, are you glad you moved in, Subaru-kun? I mean, outside of getting to enjoy the best cooking in Somnius nightly... aside from my own, of course!
[ It's clearly extremely good for Eren that Subaru is here now, but he wants to hear it from the horse's mouths. Forgive him for asking such a Dad Question. ]
[It’s been kind of weird for Subaru to have Maruki here. It’s not like he’s Eren’s dad or anything, but he knows the two of them are really close, so he’s been desperate to make a good - or at least, a lasting - impression. He’s been a little boisterous, a little loud, a little…well…obviously nervous, really. It’s a small wonder he hasn’t embarrassed himself yet.]
You can’t get away with a claim like that without inviting us for dinner too!
[He says, performatively scandalised. But he settles down to actually address Maruki’s question.]
Of course I am! It’s a nice place, I don’t have to climb up a ladder to get home every day, and the best part is - [He grins, wide. Maybe this might be embarrassing for him, but he doesn’t really care.] I get to play housewife for Ere-chan and get to greet him with a “welcome home”!
[Even when they're apart, Eren can't go more than a few minutes without talking to him. He hadn't quite warmed to his phone again since returning, but now, he's glued to it. He keeps alert of it all the time, no matter who he's with. It isn't just that he wants to make sure Subaru is still there - really, at this point, it isn't that at all.
[He may come, and he may go, and everything about this reality is temporary, just waiting to be destroyed. Eren will destroy he and Subaru too, so why fret that he may wake up and find him gone again? He sticks close because he loves him, because he wants him, because, despite everything, he's glad to have him close again.
[He was lying when he said he never wanted to see his face again.]
Are you still sleeping? You wouldn't let me go this morning. You were like that before too.
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[Sitting down, he kicks his bag in Subaru's direction.]
There's a lunch in there for you. If you don't want it all bloody, you gotta get it yourself.
[A simple lunch; just dried meat, cheese, some fruit, some bread. Standard stuff. He brings one to Aubrey every day.
[He still isn't himself. Practice halted, his voice and eyes are dull; but he's here, and he's awake, and he's doing something - what more can you ask, really. He rests his arms over his knees and hangs his head, looking tired.]
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It feels weird, though, to be responsible for those marks on his friend - superficial as they might be. He’s not sure he likes it.
He reaches for the bag, opening it to get the food out.]
I’m not sure how much better it is if I do it…
[His cuts have at least mostly dried, though they threaten to open at the slightest movement too far.
As he retrieves the food, he casts a look at Eren. He looks exhausted. They had been working hard - but it seems like more than just that.]
Is there something in here for you, too?
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Yeah, just. Kick it back over to me.
[He hasn’t had much of an appetite lately, but it’s not lost on him that for all the time he spends lecturing people for not eating properly, he won’t be spared from it either.
[He stares at his hands.]
Back home they would have healed by now.
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Guess that’s a lot to get used to, huh?
[He sighs, looking at the state of him.]
Here.
[He shrugs off his jacket and takes a dagger to the sleeve of his t-shirt. Kneeling down, he presses the scrap of fabric into Eren’s hands, dabbing at the blood.]
It’s not gonna do much, but at least you won’t get blood all over your lunch.
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you asked, subaru
he regrets it dw
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you’re all good!!
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[A lie.]
Where’s this coming from?
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that last tag was meant to say “can” not “can’t”
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action; after network post
[Aside from that, Subaru is cute, and a massive dork - genuine in some ways, with a mask that's gotten easy to break through. His network post was beyond charming. Eren revels in the feeling of taunting him.
[And again, there is that nagging fear of rejection. Eren doesn't want to be turned away, but the threat of that mournful pain makes his adrenaline race with new, more pleasant dread. He doesn't let it show. He can be the confident one when it comes to this sort of thing.
[He keeps his expression even. It isn't hard; he still feels dull, muted, above anything else. He knocks on the door, lunch in hand for Subaru. Business as usual.]
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(He definitely has)
Still, the knock startles him, and he puts his phone away in a hurry. The jig is practically up, but he might as well pretend.
When he gets to the door, he’s grinning, a little red around the ears, but his usual self nonetheless.]
Hey, Eren.
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Hey.
[He lets himself in past Subaru as he did the last time.]
You've kept it clean.
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After all that work you did, I couldn’t let it get that bad again…
[Closing the door, he rubs at the back of his head.]
Your cleaning skills are nothing to sneeze at - I’ve seriously gotta take some notes for whenever I go back to the mansion.
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TDM dreamshare continuation (CW for thread down: graphic suicidal imagery)
[Omori peers into the hole, small body leaning precariously over the edge. Pieces of the floor crumble and fall inside, the void growing. Omori steps back a couple of steps, still watching the hole.
[He turns to face Subaru. There's a noose around Omori's neck. The rope stretches up, up, up to the ceiling...]
Pick a letter.
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In a blink, it all changes. That unease comes to its climax, spilling over into panic.
Slowly, in abject horror, the words fall out of Subaru’s mouth.]
What the…hell?
[It shouldn’t be there. It shouldn’t be on him. Spurred forward by fear, he rushes to untie the rope.]
lmk if anything needs changed
Pick...
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Damn it…! Shit…!
[He bites down on his lip in frustration. He thrusts his arm forward once again, trying, desperately trying. Omori continues to stand there, telling him to pick a…letter, was it? The fact he doesn’t seem to grasp the situation is all the worse for Subaru.]
Now’s not the time for games! We need to get you out of that!
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action; after Eren's death
Which is why the sight of Subaru outside the cottage door, without Eren, is strange but doesn't immediately alarm Jean as he lands nearby, using the directional gear both he and his partners have. Maybe he's looking for Eren? ]
Subaru, right?
[ He calls it out as he approaches. They haven't formally met, ships passing in the dark night that is Eren Jaeger, but Eren has talked about his other partners enough that he's fairly sure it's Subaru at the door. ]
Everything okay?
[ His voice is tilted with concern, looking over the other teen for any signs of injury or blood. ]
cw: blood/injury
Even as he turns to face him, there’s no sign of his characteristic smile.]
Jean…?
[He’s never had to do this, not quite like this. The words don’t want to fall out of his mouth, he doesn’t want what he says to be true.
Eventually, he forces it.]
It’s Eren.
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It's Eren, he says, and Jean's expression drops into fear, unable to control the emotions on his face. ]
What happened?
[ To Eren, to Subaru too - because even in his fear his focus isn't just Eren. ]
- Inside.
[ It comes out seconds after his question, turning to open the door. ]
You can tell me inside, you're hurt.
[ If Jean's tone is gruff, it's not directed at Subaru. If something has happened he can't just stand here while he's told, he needs to be doing something - and Subaru needs taking care of. ]
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i love how we have subaru, the looper guy, and jean, the guy who can't redo anything :chefskiss:
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tw: cleaning of wounds???
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cottage bonding time !!
Not unwelcome, though.
They're nearly done with dinner and Maruki's legs still ache. Despite the hike being his idea, and his persistent enthusiasm for it all throughout, he simply still isn't an outdoorsy kind of guy... He's doing his best to change that because His Girlfriend Refuses To Get A House but it's slow going.
He stretches them out beneath the table for the umpteenth time this evening, groans like the old man he is. Both elbows propped up on the table now that he's finished with his food, he pillows his chin on his hands and grins at Subaru. ]
So, are you glad you moved in, Subaru-kun? I mean, outside of getting to enjoy the best cooking in Somnius nightly... aside from my own, of course!
[ It's clearly extremely good for Eren that Subaru is here now, but he wants to hear it from the horse's mouths. Forgive him for asking such a Dad Question. ]
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You can’t get away with a claim like that without inviting us for dinner too!
[He says, performatively scandalised. But he settles down to actually address Maruki’s question.]
Of course I am! It’s a nice place, I don’t have to climb up a ladder to get home every day, and the best part is - [He grins, wide. Maybe this might be embarrassing for him, but he doesn’t really care.] I get to play housewife for Ere-chan and get to greet him with a “welcome home”!
[He absolutely just did the voice then.]
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[Eren thinks he's perfect--
[The girl voice--
[Still perfect-- More perfect, even--]
He really says it that way, too...
GUESS WHO FORGOT TO TRACK THE THREAD LIKE A DUMBASSSSS
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[He may come, and he may go, and everything about this reality is temporary, just waiting to be destroyed. Eren will destroy he and Subaru too, so why fret that he may wake up and find him gone again? He sticks close because he loves him, because he wants him, because, despite everything, he's glad to have him close again.
[He was lying when he said he never wanted to see his face again.]
Are you still sleeping? You wouldn't let me go this morning. You were like that before too.
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But even then, it’s not about what he owes, but what he wants to give. And his feelings towards Eren are just as strong as ever.]
I’m up now, but would it kill you to have a lie-in just once?
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I will, though, if you want. Just tell me when.
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