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erwin "not cool enough for fortnite" smith ([personal profile] theomachy) wrote2020-07-25 09:18 pm

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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-14 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ yyyeah, he can't do it anymore. his head drops back to where it was before, with his face pressed into Erwin's chest, and his arms finally move up to cling to the front of his coat.

he's not crying if no one sees it, right? ]


Because you were everything to me.
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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-14 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ he stays right there for a long time, silent other than the occasional rogue sniff that gets through in spite of his best efforts to keep it together. eventually he straightens and very quickly wipes his face with a coat sleeve, as if it wouldn't be obvious even to someone much less intelligent than Erwin what he'd been doing.

he still doesn't have it in him to look Erwin in the eyes again. not yet. ]


It's cold. Let's go home.

[ he never wants to be in the looking glass house ever again. ]
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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-14 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's all he can do to just nod and lean closer into Erwin for the walk back. who knows how long it would have taken him to get back home if he was doing it alone. ]

I can't imagine I'll be sleeping anytime soon.
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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-16 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ he doesn't let Erwin pull back very far, reaching up with both hands to hold his face while it's still close to his own. for now, he seems to have masked most of the evidence that he'd been crying, but when he speaks his voice is unsteady and barely above a whisper. ]

Just you.
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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-16 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ as much as he'd kind of like to never have to make a decision ever again after everything he saw tonight, he's once again faced with a choice. between the near-suffocating grief he feels and Erwin's genuine warmth and sincerity that he also feels, he's overwhelmed. there are going to be tears no matter what he does. he can hide his face again to keep Erwin from seeing, but that would mean he can't kiss him, either. and as incapable of critical thinking as he is right now, he's at least able to recognize that Erwin will know either way. so what's the point in trying to hide it anymore?

something something choose whatever you'll regret the least.

so he kisses him back, hands still cradling his face, and for once in his life he lets himself cry. ]
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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-16 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's exactly the kind of reminder he needs. actually, he wants as many reminders as possible that Erwin's really there with him, so he presses himself closer still, hands sliding down to the sides of his neck, somewhere he can feel a pulse.

(for now.)

it's a surreal feeling, and not entirely in a good way. but it's like relishing Erwin being here right now is the only thing that's going to keep either of them alive. ]
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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-16 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ somehow, he never finds himself wishing selfishly that Erwin still had both arms, as much as he would love to feel both of them around him. for Erwin's own sake, sure, but even before tonight, he's considered himself incredibly lucky to have him at all.

and now he never wants to go home.

he chokes up a little when Erwin tells him he loves him, but he doesn't hesitate to respond. ]


I love you, too.

[ his arms wrap around him tightly, like he's afraid someone is going to come drag him away forever. ]

I'm sorry.
dirtdevil: (a cop who is also a dog)

[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-17 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Erwin says that, but he feels like there are a lot of things he should apologize for. most of them he won't, because Erwin wouldn't accept them anyway, but one thing is at the front of his mind that he can't just not acknowledge.

it comes out muffled, though, with his face still buried in Erwin's shoulder. ]


I never told you.
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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-18 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
Because you're good at that. Reading people. If you weren't...

[ even he knows that's a dead end, so he just trails off. it's hard to put a sentence together right now, let alone one that makes any sense.

he finally looks back up at Erwin when he can't come up with anything to say. he's not actively crying, but his eyes are pretty red. he probably looks like shit. Erwin looks the same as always, though—beautiful? put together? all of the above?

alive. something he wouldn't have expected to ever see again. ]


I'm going to make sure you know. Every single day.
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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-01-20 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ deep down, he knows Erwin is probably not doing as well as it seems. that's just how he is, for one thing. not only that, but he knows that if their roles were reversed, he'd be absolutely losing it trying to comfort Erwin, too. it's a nightmare on both sides.

this isn't a new feeling, though. the shock may be new, but the grief definitely is not. he's only just remembered it along with everything else, but he's been grieving for what already feels like forever. it's hard for him to gauge just how much time passed between what he knew this morning and what he knows now, because everything after losing Erwin just felt... dull. it was like everything was suddenly in black and white after he was gone. it didn't matter. they made it to the basement Erwin dreamed of seeing, but it didn't matter. they saw the sea for the first time, but it didn't matter. not to him. not without Erwin.

there's a lot he'll want to talk about, but now's not the time. it's too raw. he has to consider himself lucky, as horrifying as this is, because the last time he felt this loss he really was alone. this time, for whatever insane reason, Erwin is still here.

he reaches up to hold Erwin's face in his hands, thumbs tracing the lines of his cheekbones. ]


You should sleep.
dirtdevil: (going to bed at a reasonable hour)

[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-02-04 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ sounds like a plan. even better if Erwin can actually fall back asleep. he won't, he's sure—most likely, he'll just be watching Erwin, trying to drive into his mind that he is still here, right beside him.

he nods slightly against Erwin's shoulder and then steps back to finally shrug off his coat and slip off his shoes. he doesn't even bother with the rest, choosing instead to just lie down as is, leaving as much room for Erwin as he can.

it's been a long night, and there's still more of it to get through. ]
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[personal profile] dirtdevil 2021-02-07 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ he still doesn't say anything for quite awhile. what is there to say? nothing he could come up with would make this any better, but he could certainly make it worse, so instead he just burrows himself against Erwin, trying with all his might to turn his brain off.

it doesn't work, though. maybe it was stupid to think it could. more than anything else, he can't get the very last thing he remembers out of his mind. he sees it in his head and it makes it hard to even breathe.

he doesn't know if Erwin would even want to hear about it, but if he doesn't do something he's just going to wind up crying again. when he finally does speak up, his voice is quiet, and he sounds kind of hoarse. it's almost like he's been trying to choke everything down rather than let himself express emotion. ]


I went back for you.