[ please understand that if this was anyone else in the entire universe shedding skin all over his shit, he would be intensely grossed out. but it's not anyone else—it's Erwin, which means not only is he not grossed out at all, he's also quite distressed. they've been spared from any weird afflictions so far in this place, but it seems like that luck might have finally dried up. pun not intended. at all.
he doesn't mind changing the sheets; he'd much rather change the sheets constantly than not have Erwin next to him. plus he probably already changes the sheets a ridiculous amount because he's fucking weird. it's fine.
that said, while he has been sleeping a million times better next to Erwin, he hasn't slept well since this particular ailment cropped up. he's just worried.
he's always kind of worried one morning he'll wake up and Erwin will be dead again.
he does eventually sleep, but he's a light sleeper when he does sleep, so it's not difficult to wake him up, especially if you're Erwin. almost immediately his eyes are open and he's propped himself up to see what's going on. ]
Wh—
[ it takes him a moment to really wake up and figure it out, but it's clear enough from the way Erwin is staring at his hands.
hands. plural.
he just stares at them too, eyes wide with disbelief, at a loss for words. ]
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he doesn't mind changing the sheets; he'd much rather change the sheets constantly than not have Erwin next to him. plus he probably already changes the sheets a ridiculous amount because he's fucking weird. it's fine.
that said, while he has been sleeping a million times better next to Erwin, he hasn't slept well since this particular ailment cropped up. he's just worried.
he's always kind of worried one morning he'll wake up and Erwin will be dead again.
he does eventually sleep, but he's a light sleeper when he does sleep, so it's not difficult to wake him up, especially if you're Erwin. almost immediately his eyes are open and he's propped himself up to see what's going on. ]
Wh—
[ it takes him a moment to really wake up and figure it out, but it's clear enough from the way Erwin is staring at his hands.
hands. plural.
he just stares at them too, eyes wide with disbelief, at a loss for words. ]
—What the fuck?
[ okay, almost at a loss for words. ]