Eren watches Reiner's mouth move towards smiling. He wonders idly if in that terrible future Reiner also just…forgets how. He was so fucked up in Liberio. They both were.
He doesn't want either of them to ever have to see the end of that future. Even if they did die in a few years, would that be the worst thing? He doesn't think it would be, though he has never in all of his life actually wanted to die. Accepting death and wanting it are not the same thing.
What do you want to be? Alive.
"I don't plan to die," he says, which is — finally — very true. Now that he doesn't have to, he'd much rather just not, thanks!
He's just as startled by the buzzing thing as Reiner is, the way it sort of vibrates itself across the surface of the table (slowly). What the fuck.
"Oh…the food," he says, blinking. He reaches for the disc (how do you turn this off! he has no idea!) and reluctantly stands to go get their food. Reluctant, because it means letting go again.
As far as first encounters with buzzing discs go, it could be worse. One of them could have punched it or thrown it into the street. But the timing is so damned inconvenient that Reiner immediately gains an irrational bias against the stupid things. (How dare it interrupt their conversation!)
He's just as reluctant to relinquish contact as Eren is, squeezing one last time before finally letting go. Their food is waiting, after all. As Eren makes his way over to get it, the hint of a smile on Reiner's face blooms, his thoughts shifting from the risk of death and towards the simple joy of sharing food.
The idea of a full life is still overwhelming. But for right now, they can enjoy the moment, trying new things and finishing it off with some of Eren's homemade cookies—and later, birthday cake.
When Eren returns, Reiner's hand will be right there, ready to renew contact as they share their meal.
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dreamsofwings) wrote2021-07-13 03:17 am
we can wrap up here if you like?
He doesn't want either of them to ever have to see the end of that future. Even if they did die in a few years, would that be the worst thing? He doesn't think it would be, though he has never in all of his life actually wanted to die. Accepting death and wanting it are not the same thing.
What do you want to be?
Alive.
"I don't plan to die," he says, which is — finally — very true. Now that he doesn't have to, he'd much rather just not, thanks!
He's just as startled by the buzzing thing as Reiner is, the way it sort of vibrates itself across the surface of the table (slowly). What the fuck.
"Oh…the food," he says, blinking. He reaches for the disc (how do you turn this off! he has no idea!) and reluctantly stands to go get their food. Reluctant, because it means letting go again.
sure!
He's just as reluctant to relinquish contact as Eren is, squeezing one last time before finally letting go. Their food is waiting, after all. As Eren makes his way over to get it, the hint of a smile on Reiner's face blooms, his thoughts shifting from the risk of death and towards the simple joy of sharing food.
The idea of a full life is still overwhelming. But for right now, they can enjoy the moment, trying new things and finishing it off with some of Eren's homemade cookies—and later, birthday cake.
When Eren returns, Reiner's hand will be right there, ready to renew contact as they share their meal.