You’re right… I like looking at it your way better. [It’s not quite a smile, but her own expression manages to relax. Sad, still, but that’s a face which fits them all too well.]
And… I do mean that thanks. [She rubs at his hand in turn. If it can be half as soothing as his own, it’ll be enough.] I’m lucky to have you.
[Maybe with anyone else Aubrey might feel strange about this, but… it’s Armin. Armin. The world didn’t put them through those questions, Eren smiling in his sleep on their laps, for nothing.]
Yeah… it is nice. [For now, it’s just them. Eren is cared for. She’d die for— no, live for, both these boys.]
[Aubrey squeezes Armin’s hand again, bringing it down towards their chests, away from his lips. Tilts her head slightly. Her intentions are clear. Maybe flirting isn’t her strong suit, but she knows she’s good at one thing… Armin said so himself.
[Armin likes the way she tilts her head, inviting a kiss instead of taking one. It's charming. It gives him the opportunity to lead, cupping her cheek with his hand and capturing her lips in his. Little chills ripple over his shoulders and down his spine. It isn't the same as kissing Eren; it's different in a good way. It's only hers - theirs. Her lips are soft, and her cheek is too. A hand comes to rest over the nape of her neck beneath soft hair.
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You’re right… I like looking at it your way better. [It’s not quite a smile, but her own expression manages to relax. Sad, still, but that’s a face which fits them all too well.]
And… I do mean that thanks. [She rubs at his hand in turn. If it can be half as soothing as his own, it’ll be enough.] I’m lucky to have you.
We all are.
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Maybe we all deserve that...simply for the fact that we're alive to see it...
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[Gosh, but the way he does that like it’s nothing. Consider Aubrey enamored.]
There you go again, saying just the right thing. [Now there’s a smile, soft and teasing.
[She’s not half as smooth, so she pulls just one hand up to ruffle his hair, drawing closer in turn.] Someone’s a romantic.
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Maybe so...
[There's a pause, an anxious twist in his lips that rapidly becomes a smile.]
I still can't help but feel a bit like I'm intruding, but...we've never really had time alone like this since we all agreed...
It's nice.
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[Maybe with anyone else Aubrey might feel strange about this, but… it’s Armin. Armin. The world didn’t put them through those questions, Eren smiling in his sleep on their laps, for nothing.]
Yeah… it is nice. [For now, it’s just them. Eren is cared for. She’d die for— no, live for, both these boys.]
[Aubrey squeezes Armin’s hand again, bringing it down towards their chests, away from his lips. Tilts her head slightly. Her intentions are clear. Maybe flirting isn’t her strong suit, but she knows she’s good at one thing… Armin said so himself.
[He’s not intruding at all.]
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[He's very glad for this.]