[He clutches tight - interlaced fingers doomed to be in his grip forever now. You fucked up Eren.]
Your hero power is you can read minds. You read mine sometimes. I thought you knew.
[Guess not. That's too bad, but it doesn't matter because off Akechi goes again. Where? Directly to, what looks to be, an abandoned house. Not problematic at all. Not Akechi's old one either. It's just a random dilapidated, damaged little house he points towards.]
What do you know! There's a broken window that was definitely there when Akechi found the place and absolutely wasn't caused by a sudden stroke of deviancy in his heart. The glass has been brushed away - a clear sign of someone coming and going.]
[Eren doesn't question the broken window a jot, nor does he fear the broken glass. He lets Akechi boost him up and crawls through the window, slicing his hands as he goes. It's a bit of a stumble into the room proper.]
[Akechi goes second - jumping up and pulling his body through with some amount of effort. He's done this a few times and only gets a tiny bit cut from it.
And LO and fucking BEHOLD Eren - in the center of the room is a structure made from old sheets, broken, discarded furniture and ratty blankets.
[Akechi kisses Eren's hand, and Eren erupts with wicked, boyish giggles. He flops down next to Akechi, stretching his hands up toward the ceiling of blankets.]
My mom used to fix everything that way too, but I told her to stop.
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Your hero power is you can read minds. You read mine sometimes. I thought you knew.
[Guess not. That's too bad, but it doesn't matter because off Akechi goes again. Where? Directly to, what looks to be, an abandoned house. Not problematic at all. Not Akechi's old one either. It's just a random dilapidated, damaged little house he points towards.]
We're going there.
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[Eren shows absolutely no hesitation at the dilapidated house, however. This is clearly a fantastic idea.
[He creeps as they get closer. He's pretty bad at it.]
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What do you know! There's a broken window that was definitely there when Akechi found the place and absolutely wasn't caused by a sudden stroke of deviancy in his heart. The glass has been brushed away - a clear sign of someone coming and going.]
I'll boost you up.
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What's the big deal about this place?
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And LO and fucking BEHOLD Eren - in the center of the room is a structure made from old sheets, broken, discarded furniture and ratty blankets.
It's a goddamn secret fort.]
It's a secret hideout.
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How'd you find this!?
[Brb. Crawling into the fort.]
Did you make it, Akechi?
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[Who the fuck is that? Don't ask. Imaginary friends are important to budding patricidal maniacs.
He crawls in after Eren - content and happy in his little enclosure.]
But I helped him and now it's our secret fort.
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[Listen, his besties are life. All his homies love his besties, Robin Hood being among them.
Inside the little area, he scoots over to grab at Eren's palms.]
Did you get hurt?
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Just a little. [He wipes his hands off on his pants. Fixed.]
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Akechi leans down to kiss the back of Eren's cut hand, before rolling onto his back to stare up at withered, torn blankets.]
Mom fixed everything that way. It should feel better soon.
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My mom used to fix everything that way too, but I told her to stop.