Reiner watches, awestruck, as Eren's lips curve up. As he sees not the smirk that drives him crazy, but a half-smile he hasn't witnessed in years. Not since he arrived in Ellipsa to find Eren so much older. Not since he betrayed Eren in their world, leaving all those friends behind.
It's beautiful. Precious. Like a rare flower blooming on an ocean cliff: hard-won and hard to protect.
But Reiner wants to protect it. Wants to see it again and again and again. Wants to grow old with it on Eren's lips.
His throat tightens, emotion overwhelming him as Eren says, Okay. That simple word, a simple acceptance. And it hits him—really hits him—that Eren wants this, too.
Maybe it's impossible. Maybe the curse will claim them whether they will it or not. But with both of them aimed at the same goal, Reiner thinks they have a chance.
"Okay," he repeats, the smile that blooms on his lips full and bright. He leans down then, aiming to press a kiss to Eren's lips. To feel that half-smile against his and swallow it whole.
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It's beautiful. Precious. Like a rare flower blooming on an ocean cliff: hard-won and hard to protect.
But Reiner wants to protect it. Wants to see it again and again and again. Wants to grow old with it on Eren's lips.
His throat tightens, emotion overwhelming him as Eren says, Okay. That simple word, a simple acceptance. And it hits him—really hits him—that Eren wants this, too.
Maybe it's impossible. Maybe the curse will claim them whether they will it or not. But with both of them aimed at the same goal, Reiner thinks they have a chance.
"Okay," he repeats, the smile that blooms on his lips full and bright. He leans down then, aiming to press a kiss to Eren's lips. To feel that half-smile against his and swallow it whole.