[ don't tell anyone, but speaking of reverent touching, he often does reach over to touch Erwin just to make sure he's real. during the day he'll reach for his hand, which isn't that weird at all, but at night when Erwin is asleep and he's inevitably still awake he'll touch Erwin's shoulder, careful not to wake him, just to remind himself he's still warm and alive.
they're not humans anymore and it still makes him feel sick to think about it, but when it comes down to it, that doesn't matter at all. he'll be anything if it means they can be together.
but even if Erwin hadn't died—even if he hadn't spent the last four years without him—he would still absolutely flip the entire fuck out in a situation like this, where he jolts awake at the first pained sound and is at Erwin's side in an instant, hands bracing his shoulders, eyes wide with panic. ]
Erwin? What's going on?
[ he has it together enough to speak clearly and act as quickly as he possibly can, but just below the surface, he's utterly terrified their time has already run out. ]
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they're not humans anymore and it still makes him feel sick to think about it, but when it comes down to it, that doesn't matter at all. he'll be anything if it means they can be together.
but even if Erwin hadn't died—even if he hadn't spent the last four years without him—he would still absolutely flip the entire fuck out in a situation like this, where he jolts awake at the first pained sound and is at Erwin's side in an instant, hands bracing his shoulders, eyes wide with panic. ]
Erwin? What's going on?
[ he has it together enough to speak clearly and act as quickly as he possibly can, but just below the surface, he's utterly terrified their time has already run out. ]