[ There's a persistent, unyielding hum in a dream he doesn't remember.
There may have been a snowy field. A group of three. His palms feel warm from a phantom drink he didn't try. A conversation, a game, a moment forgotten with a noise that gets louder and louder and louder.
And when he wakes up in the slow, drowsy way he's used to with a vibration, the increasing volume of an alarm he shuts off -
The rest of the dream vanishes with a crack of his neck and the relief that comes from breaking free of an uncomfortable position against a still sleeping man's shoulder.
He should get up. Get ready. Prepare for Eren's eventual arrival and a jog that never seems to wake him up.
Isn't sure what compels him to readjust the blanket around his body, press his head against the side of Maruki's arm. It's more comfortable that the shoulder he seemingly collapsed on. It's not as if he'll know.
Neither of them disappeared in the dead of night. Maybe it was the mixture of beast and human that made her special. That guided her out of a cage.
And he wonders, briefly -
Which of them will be left behind to rip the world ablaze when one finds the same path she took, that Aubrey did. Maybe they'll both manage it at once.
The odds aren't in their favor for that gamble and Akechi, for all his bets on the improbable, isn't stupid enough to drop a single chip on a false bond's promise.
It doesn't matter in the end - who stays, leaves, wanders in and out in the blink of an eye. Akechi needs to get back and he will.
And so he indulges tonight with freely given warmth - eyes the snowglobe hovering above them like a guardian. He shuts his eyes to it.
And dreams again, maybe, of a snowy field and group of three. ]
i had a vision also wrapped lol
There may have been a snowy field. A group of three. His palms feel warm from a phantom drink he didn't try. A conversation, a game, a moment forgotten with a noise that gets louder and louder and louder.
And when he wakes up in the slow, drowsy way he's used to with a vibration, the increasing volume of an alarm he shuts off -
The rest of the dream vanishes with a crack of his neck and the relief that comes from breaking free of an uncomfortable position against a still sleeping man's shoulder.
He should get up. Get ready. Prepare for Eren's eventual arrival and a jog that never seems to wake him up.
Isn't sure what compels him to readjust the blanket around his body, press his head against the side of Maruki's arm. It's more comfortable that the shoulder he seemingly collapsed on. It's not as if he'll know.
Neither of them disappeared in the dead of night. Maybe it was the mixture of beast and human that made her special. That guided her out of a cage.
And he wonders, briefly -
Which of them will be left behind to rip the world ablaze when one finds the same path she took, that Aubrey did. Maybe they'll both manage it at once.
The odds aren't in their favor for that gamble and Akechi, for all his bets on the improbable, isn't stupid enough to drop a single chip on a false bond's promise.
It doesn't matter in the end - who stays, leaves, wanders in and out in the blink of an eye. Akechi needs to get back and he will.
And so he indulges tonight with freely given warmth - eyes the snowglobe hovering above them like a guardian. He shuts his eyes to it.
And dreams again, maybe, of a snowy field and group of three. ]