[Which is a statement that should be absolutely nothing less than sarcastic, considering the absurdity of Eren's physical condition (have you seen those abs?), but he really is saying it as if he's not quite sure it will be enough.]
I'm strong too. [Yes, Eren! We know!]
Let's go to sleep. And wake up. We'll go. [This is a great plan.
[Wait--]
An hour. Sleep. And then I have to. I have a. Meeting. [Another nap with Maruki.] And then we'll go.
Alright - an hour, then your meeting and then we'll go.
[None of that is happening until tomorrow, well into the afternoon, and long after Eren's had a shower to get the alcohol off him.
What kind of fucking meeting? Does the council of blood ocean fisheries have to file complaints with their god?? Is the blood tuna missing?
Maybe he can just. Push him back. He's still so drunk. Akechi tries it by gripping Eren's shoulder, and jerking him backwards with a single harsh motion. Whoops. ♥]
I'm not tucking you in - get under the covers yourself.
[Eren is yanked back into the bed, but offers absolutely no resistance. This leads to him flopping heavily into the mattress, slightly stunned. He kicks the blanket lazily up and off to get his legs under, then starts to pull it over himself - stops and holds it open for Akechi, simply watching him, expectant, not unlike a puppy waiting for a treat.]
[Incredulous - completely. Baffled. Dumbfounded. Eren can't be serious.]
Are you a child? [He's drunk - maybe Eren does think he's a kid. Akechi has no clue what's happening in that swiss cheese brain.] No. You're an adult. You can sleep alone.
[An attitude with him?? Akechi Goro??? Who sherpa'd this drunkard up a Machiya Mountain into a nice cozy bed??? When Akechi could have tossed him outside on his ass and locked Maruki out when he tried to save this idiot????
OH????
Adults sleep together all the time - AKECHI IS SO FUCKING AWARE EREN. He happened to be there, that one time - he can't think about it right now. It wasn't even real.]
Or what? You'll stumble down the stairs? You're hardly a threat right now.
An odd statement. A sentiment once echoed in the days after Eren's disappearance, when the early morning hours held a new emptiness. The same way he felt in the minutes after a friend's death knowing a text exchange would never pop up on his phone again.
He doesn't want to lay down. Sleep. Take a nap. Rest near someone reeking of alcohol, but-
Eren is persistent and annoying. If Akechi continues to argue, Eren will match it. If he leaves, he'll probably follow. Enough noise and Maruki will intervene, which is the most irritating realization of all.
He can sneak out in a few minutes - lay there, placate a fucking toddler and then go about his day.]
One hour. [A beat, and he slowly, slowly, so fucking slowly slides to the head of the bed.] No touching.
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erekechi in the thanos fic edits tho
[Who can say not to that face? He's drunk and stupid!]
just as planananananANANANED
[No argument from him. Akechi wants to be high up - Starlight Cliff is daunting without someone making sure he doesn't crack his skull open.]
I wonder how you'll fare - it's more difficult than it seems, you know.
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[Which is a statement that should be absolutely nothing less than sarcastic, considering the absurdity of Eren's physical condition (have you seen those abs?), but he really is saying it as if he's not quite sure it will be enough.]
I'm strong too. [Yes, Eren! We know!]
Let's go to sleep. And wake up. We'll go. [This is a great plan.
[Wait--]
An hour. Sleep. And then I have to. I have a. Meeting. [Another nap with Maruki.] And then we'll go.
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[None of that is happening until tomorrow, well into the afternoon, and long after Eren's had a shower to get the alcohol off him.
What kind of fucking meeting? Does the council of blood ocean fisheries have to file complaints with their god?? Is the blood tuna missing?
Maybe he can just. Push him back. He's still so drunk. Akechi tries it by gripping Eren's shoulder, and jerking him backwards with a single harsh motion. Whoops. ♥]
I'm not tucking you in - get under the covers yourself.
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C'mon.
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Are you a child? [He's drunk - maybe Eren does think he's a kid. Akechi has no clue what's happening in that swiss cheese brain.] No. You're an adult. You can sleep alone.
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[That puppy-eyed look turns into an unconvincing glare.
[He waves the blanket a few times.]
Come on.
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OH????
Adults sleep together all the time - AKECHI IS SO FUCKING AWARE EREN. He happened to be there, that one time - he can't think about it right now. It wasn't even real.]
Or what? You'll stumble down the stairs? You're hardly a threat right now.
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We're supposed to be together. Just 'cause we're not jogging--
[He shakes his head.] Doesn't matter. I don't care. Just come here. Just one hour.
cw: MURDER
An odd statement. A sentiment once echoed in the days after Eren's disappearance, when the early morning hours held a new emptiness. The same way he felt in the minutes after a friend's death knowing a text exchange would never pop up on his phone again.
He doesn't want to lay down. Sleep. Take a nap. Rest near someone reeking of alcohol, but-
Eren is persistent and annoying. If Akechi continues to argue, Eren will match it. If he leaves, he'll probably follow. Enough noise and Maruki will intervene, which is the most irritating realization of all.
He can sneak out in a few minutes - lay there, placate a fucking toddler and then go about his day.]
One hour. [A beat, and he slowly, slowly, so fucking slowly slides to the head of the bed.] No touching.