[ Maruki doesn't flinch – not at the words, and not at the glass fracturing beneath Eren's thumbs – but something ice cold does drop into the pit of his stomach. Remembering there was a time when he couldn't put his trust in Eren hurts more than anything.
He weathers that laugh, dark as it is, and runs his hand up to rest firm against Eren's nape instead. ]
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He weathers that laugh, dark as it is, and runs his hand up to rest firm against Eren's nape instead. ]
Breathe.