[Mikleo is a little concerned when Eren doesn't look up, but then he realizes it's because he's dealing with what might be tears. Mikleo strokes over his cheeks with cool fingertips, and when the wetness begins he gently and dutifully kisses them away. He covers every inch of Eren's face in tiny fluttery kisses, even his scales, and rests their foreheads together after.
Mikleo is happy. Happier than he's been in a long time, actually.]
I know you will.
[He opens his eyes. There's absolute faith in his lavender ones, the unshakable foundation of his support. His love. Mikleo's core has always consisted of love-- it made him into a seraph, and it is written in his name, and the very fabric of his soul. He has always lived for others.]
All I did was put it into fancy words. That necklace is a reminder that you are free, that you... touched the lives of so many others, even ones from other worlds. That you are loved.
[ there is a very small part of him that wonders if these words would stay if truth were to ever surface, for some . . . some reason. eren had a good heart, but he was willing to . . . be far more stone cold to get things done. to stay on top. to reach for that very freedom he knows will be there and what he seems to stand for. everything he had to do to be free and allow others the same freedom, would he still be loved for that?
it didn’t matter, but eren wasn’t inhuman enough to avoid the thought every now and then. ]
I won’t. [ every kiss, every single one— he inhales shakily, ] I, [ before he’s the one sweeping mikleo’s face into his hands, and pressing wet lips from a stray tear to his. didn’t matter if it was salty and it didn’t matter if the chain was tangled in his fingers and waving beneath his palm.
[Mikleo makes a soft noise as he's kissed so suddenly, but he relaxes afterward, and gently lays cool fingertips over Eren's cheeks. Tears or not, he doesn't matter. Eren is Eren, and they're both so alike at times that words aren't needed. Words are... clumsy, occasionally, even for someone like Mikleo, who has always had a way with the written one.
The kiss is sweet and it lingers on Mikleo's lips even after he pulls away to breathe. He's never minded a little salt-- though he does wipe away any remaining tears from Eren's face.]
I never had any doubt.
[His eyes crinkle at the edges.]
Now... since I gave you your name, I suppose I should share mine. It's only fair, right? We've been partners for long enough that I know I can trust you with it. [He pauses, looking uncharacteristically shy for a moment, his eyes falling to the necklace in Eren's hand.] I've never been afraid to give you everything. I know you'll keep me and my name safe.
[It isn't betraying Sorey or anything gross like that. They're partners here.
Mikleo cards his fingertips over Eren's horns, then through the roots of his hair, and finally to the adorable ears, where he stops to whisper his name.]
Luzrov Rulay. It means Mikleo the Enforcer. From the beginning, my truth has always been to see things through. And I can promise you right now, that'll happen even if we're separated.
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Mikleo is happy. Happier than he's been in a long time, actually.]
I know you will.
[He opens his eyes. There's absolute faith in his lavender ones, the unshakable foundation of his support. His love. Mikleo's core has always consisted of love-- it made him into a seraph, and it is written in his name, and the very fabric of his soul. He has always lived for others.]
All I did was put it into fancy words. That necklace is a reminder that you are free, that you... touched the lives of so many others, even ones from other worlds. That you are loved.
[The corners of his mouth pinch in a smile.]
So don't you forget it.
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it didn’t matter, but eren wasn’t inhuman enough to avoid the thought every now and then. ]
I won’t. [ every kiss, every single one— he inhales shakily, ] I, [ before he’s the one sweeping mikleo’s face into his hands, and pressing wet lips from a stray tear to his. didn’t matter if it was salty and it didn’t matter if the chain was tangled in his fingers and waving beneath his palm.
he won’t forget that. ]
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The kiss is sweet and it lingers on Mikleo's lips even after he pulls away to breathe. He's never minded a little salt-- though he does wipe away any remaining tears from Eren's face.]
I never had any doubt.
[His eyes crinkle at the edges.]
Now... since I gave you your name, I suppose I should share mine. It's only fair, right? We've been partners for long enough that I know I can trust you with it. [He pauses, looking uncharacteristically shy for a moment, his eyes falling to the necklace in Eren's hand.] I've never been afraid to give you everything. I know you'll keep me and my name safe.
[It isn't betraying Sorey or anything gross like that. They're partners here.
Mikleo cards his fingertips over Eren's horns, then through the roots of his hair, and finally to the adorable ears, where he stops to whisper his name.]
Luzrov Rulay. It means Mikleo the Enforcer. From the beginning, my truth has always been to see things through. And I can promise you right now, that'll happen even if we're separated.
You won't be alone. Not really.