[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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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.