It's me! I'm at my house. My body got switched with Soujis, I don't know how.
Are you okay?
[He hasn't been able to see most of those phone calls because he doesn't have his phone, but logging onto the computer gave him all his retrospec text messages....there were a lot.]
It wasnāt your fault. Souji doesnāt even cooperate.
[ neither could he really put a blame on anyone or anything, not even retrospec. even if he never wanted to see soujiās soul again, for other reasons. he takes the motorcycle over to mochi house, a blinding and piercing roar of an engine that sped over so fast it hasnāt even been five minutes.
short stops, break screeches and a near fall later, heās swinging his leg off the seat and almost chucking his helmet (but it is placed soundly, where it should be). he hasnāt even changed from the clothes he had hanging around the night before. sweatpants, boots, and a jacket for protection. ]
Elliot will be outside in front of the front stoop. Sure enough, he looks like Souji right now. Still he's bathed and he's wearing a set of Yusuke's clothing. He's got his hands clasped together, with body language that screams Elliot.
When Eren arrives? He'll stand up, looking nervous because man it is weird to meet up with your boyfriend in another person's body]
[ ah, yes. the souji. eren storms over to him fairly quickly, but alarm would ring in anyoneās features to see erenās as upset as he was. there was doubt in his scrunched brows as there was impatience and anxiety, easily confused as ire because eren does just as easily teeter off the edge of anger when heās anxious.
heās looking this souji body up and down. he is not here for ghost games or anything else that falls into a deceptive category! heās here for elliot and this better be, damn well, no other joke or trick attached by strings. he just wanted to find him. ]
[ and find him, he does. like bringing calm to waters and winds that raged, what was ready to lash outā erenās shoulderās slump and he sighs out in relief. the tension leaves his face, and with it, since he is a very emotional boy, comes tiny trickles of tears that are as silent as a still night, like heās been holding them in and only now did they have a chance to free themselves from him.
god, he was really, really worried. thereās no mistake about his body language, his energy, even his physiognomy and the look in his eyes. eren could see it as quickly as he noted its lack in his apartment. this was elliot, and thereās no better thing to do than hug him regardless of the different body. he could care less about it now. ]
I thought you were goneā
[ worst case scenario: a spirit took over my boyfriendās body and iāll never see him again ]
[Anyone else would probably be scared watching Eren approached like that, looking like he was searching for a fight like he was. But Elliot knows well enough that he knows it's an expression born more out of fear and worry than outright anger. So it makes him feel all the more worried for Eren, and guilty that this happened- even if it wasn't his fault.
But at least that intimate knowledge goes both ways, and Eren seems to recognize him. There wouldn't be any games to prove who he is. Eren just knew from all his little tells. It's a relief, really.
So as Eren hugs him, Elliot will return the hug. It's a little awkward on his end, he's not used to being nearly the same height as Eren. It's harder to tell where his arms and head should go. But besides that, it's a very Elliot hug. It's tight and it's intimate. Eren can cry if he wants, Elliot isn't letting go anytime soon]
I know, but I'm here. [His hand will rub Eren's back] I'm sorry for scaring you.
[ intense hysterics and waterworks are saved for darker times; elliot was here, safe and unharmed, only switched, soā eren does not go beyond a snort of air to suck the stinging back in and blinking away the watery redness in his eyes. heās alright. thatās what mattered.
eren wrinkles his nose when his face rests oddly and comfortably on elliotās shoulder, then heaves a sigh to hide it. it wasnāt elliotās smell. it wasnāt his size and he didnāt even need to hunch over. he preferred how things were, and this was all weird by default, butā
it could be worse. eren shakes his head, unable to adjust fast enough to the change in height and scent, but heās unafraid, neither is he hesitant to pull up enough to kiss his temple and glance into his eyes, arms gripping his shoulders tight. itās all he could see and it brings more comfort than one could imagine. ]
You didnāt do anything. [ no sorry. he wonāt accept an apology that wasnāt necessary. ] And weāll fix it. I promise we will.
[Even if it wasn't quite his smell, there were still small signs of Elliot. The fruit scent from his shampoo was there now, and the clothes smelled the same since Mochi House shares detergent. And the expression in Elliot's eyes is very much him, even if he's upset about all this. He doesn't like being in this body, he doesn't like worrying Eren.
He clings some to Eren, not wanting to let go. He was more shaken up by this than he likes to let on]
[ at least thereās that. nose to hair instead, then he could close his eyes for a few seconds and sigh into it, and just see red hair on top of his blatant mannerisms. his embrace grows a little tighter at elliotās wordās, and so they donāt stay standing here, eren decides to move them over near his bike. they could sit on the ground, he doesnāt care, but heāll hang his arms around him regardless.
if it was hard for eren, he can imagine elliot himself. thereās nothing but comfort here, and clear body language that eren wasnāt going anywhere just because his face changed. heāll take his hand with one while his arm still embraces over him. ]
[He'll let Eren shepherd him around like that. He's pretty used to Eren doing that, and what matters is that embrace. It feels warm and safe, even if things are off about it by virtue of being in the wrong body.
But oh....that question. Um]
I-In an alleyway, I'm not sure why. I-I took a bath before I got here.
eren canāt help but to nearly smack his face against his free palm and give the bridge of his nose a pinch. he doesnāt want to know, but he also does want to know in case someone would go after elliot for some creepy reason, youāll never know with souji. ]
How are you feeling now?
[ after a sigh, erenās attention is all his. heās already going through his mental health notes, mom is a witch at natural remedies. ]
which means to say eren will get right into the kitchen to start working his motherās magic. he doesnāt need much, heās left so many things here for emergencies . . . like a home he never stays in. ]
Do you think you can carry me now, too?
[ or will eren be the slump that starts leaning back on elliot while crushing leaves into a bowl. gravity is increasing on him. help yourself. (he is just being a playful fool) ]
Okay so initial gut reaction is to yelp and prepare to get crushed because he's used to being very weak and tiny. But-- then he realizes that Eren doesn't feel like the crushing weight he usually does, in fact he can hold onto him pretty easily]
[But now he's a trash raccoon, how is this an improvement
And it will look like...yes!! Souji's got some strength to him thanks to being a sword guy. So once Elliot gets used to the surrealness of being able to hold his own against Eren's weight? He's going to move and try to pick Eren up, bridal style. HAHA!]
and proof that eren wasnāt ready: he says something inhuman (says, sounds, itās just a jumble of not-words) and makes him hold onto the crushed watery ingredients for dear life. oh, he
this is. this is weird, but in a good way. heās never been picked up
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It's me! I'm at my house.
My body got switched with Soujis, I don't know how.
Are you okay?
[He hasn't been able to see most of those phone calls because he doesn't have his phone, but logging onto the computer gave him all his retrospec text messages....there were a lot.]
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Wait for me outside?
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Okay, I'll be there.
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Souji doesnāt even cooperate.
[ neither could he really put a blame on anyone or anything, not even retrospec. even if he never wanted to see soujiās soul again, for other reasons. he takes the motorcycle over to mochi house, a blinding and piercing roar of an engine that sped over so fast it hasnāt even been five minutes.
short stops, break screeches and a near fall later, heās swinging his leg off the seat and almost chucking his helmet (but it is placed soundly, where it should be). he hasnāt even changed from the clothes he had hanging around the night before. sweatpants, boots, and a jacket for protection. ]
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[Souji why are you like this.
Elliot will be outside in front of the front stoop. Sure enough, he looks like Souji right now. Still he's bathed and he's wearing a set of Yusuke's clothing. He's got his hands clasped together, with body language that screams Elliot.
When Eren arrives? He'll stand up, looking nervous because man it is weird to meet up with your boyfriend in another person's body]
Eren...!
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heās looking this souji body up and down. he is not here for ghost games or anything else that falls into a deceptive category! heās here for elliot and this better be, damn well, no other joke or trick attached by strings. he just wanted to find him. ]
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god, he was really, really worried. thereās no mistake about his body language, his energy, even his physiognomy and the look in his eyes. eren could see it as quickly as he noted its lack in his apartment. this was elliot, and thereās no better thing to do than hug him regardless of the different body. he could care less about it now. ]
I thought you were goneā
[ worst case scenario: a spirit took over my boyfriendās body and iāll never see him again ]
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But at least that intimate knowledge goes both ways, and Eren seems to recognize him. There wouldn't be any games to prove who he is. Eren just knew from all his little tells. It's a relief, really.
So as Eren hugs him, Elliot will return the hug. It's a little awkward on his end, he's not used to being nearly the same height as Eren. It's harder to tell where his arms and head should go. But besides that, it's a very Elliot hug. It's tight and it's intimate. Eren can cry if he wants, Elliot isn't letting go anytime soon]
I know, but I'm here. [His hand will rub Eren's back] I'm sorry for scaring you.
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eren wrinkles his nose when his face rests oddly and comfortably on elliotās shoulder, then heaves a sigh to hide it. it wasnāt elliotās smell. it wasnāt his size and he didnāt even need to hunch over. he preferred how things were, and this was all weird by default, butā
it could be worse. eren shakes his head, unable to adjust fast enough to the change in height and scent, but heās unafraid, neither is he hesitant to pull up enough to kiss his temple and glance into his eyes, arms gripping his shoulders tight. itās all he could see and it brings more comfort than one could imagine. ]
You didnāt do anything. [ no sorry. he wonāt accept an apology that wasnāt necessary. ] And weāll fix it. I promise we will.
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He clings some to Eren, not wanting to let go. He was more shaken up by this than he likes to let on]
I hope so... I don't like this.
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if it was hard for eren, he can imagine elliot himself. thereās nothing but comfort here, and clear body language that eren wasnāt going anywhere just because his face changed. heāll take his hand with one while his arm still embraces over him. ]
How did you wake up?
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But oh....that question. Um]
I-In an alleyway, I'm not sure why. I-I took a bath before I got here.
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but eren looks bewildered, and all he could say for a moment while he whips his head sideways and pulls back enough to look at elliot: ]
What the fuck?
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Y-Yeah. It was really weird. My stomach was hurting since I woke up so...I think maybe he ate something weird and passed out?
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eren canāt help but to nearly smack his face against his free palm and give the bridge of his nose a pinch. he doesnāt want to know, but he also does want to know in case someone would go after elliot for some creepy reason, youāll never know with souji. ]
How are you feeling now?
[ after a sigh, erenās attention is all his. heās already going through his mental health notes, mom is a witch at natural remedies. ]
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Um...a little better now that I've bathed, but my stomach's still uneasy. But that could be stress?
[Switching bodies is stressful!!]
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this is the worst, but remember it could be worse. ]
Letās get inside. Iāll make you something to calm down.
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Thanks, I'd like that.
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Howās the weather up here?
[ even though eren is still taller, but hey
theyāre giants together nowā but please smile a little bit, he misses it. ]
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Um, well... I can reach top shelves now? W-Without a footstool.
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which means to say eren will get right into the kitchen to start working his motherās magic. he doesnāt need much, heās left so many things here for emergencies . . . like a home he never stays in. ]
Do you think you can carry me now, too?
[ or will eren be the slump that starts leaning back on elliot while crushing leaves into a bowl. gravity is increasing on him. help yourself. (he is just being a playful fool) ]
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Okay so initial gut reaction is to yelp and prepare to get crushed because he's used to being very weak and tiny. But-- then he realizes that Eren doesn't feel like the crushing weight he usually does, in fact he can hold onto him pretty easily]
W-Whoa...
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would elliot be able to hold all of erenās weight, though? behold, a titan trust fall. heās trusting you!! heās dealing with liquids!!! ]
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And it will look like...yes!! Souji's got some strength to him thanks to being a sword guy. So once Elliot gets used to the surrealness of being able to hold his own against Eren's weight? He's going to move and try to pick Eren up, bridal style. HAHA!]
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and proof that eren wasnāt ready: he says something inhuman (says, sounds, itās just a jumble of not-words) and makes him hold onto the crushed watery ingredients for dear life. oh, he
this is. this is weird, but in a good way. heās never been picked up
bridal style
]
Iā Wuh.
[ but how long can he hold the twunk ]
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