Ash-boss
The red thread of a thousand destinies
All night on their return from a dark valley called the gray valley, Eren brought Laras to his house. Lying the girl's figure on her bed. Letting the figure remain in his sleep without any intention to disturb or disturb the calm shown Laras in his sleep.
The young man's figure did not move from Laras' side at all. He accompanied Laras night on guard and did not allow the slightest sound to disturb the girl even though the girl was sleeping so soundly. It was as if the disappearance of Laras into the tribulation valley was neither a scary thing nor a terrible thing for a figure like him. Even the figure of Eren himself who had fallen into it, still left a pain that made him have to repeatedly withstand incision wounds and form scratches like burning paper on some parts of his body.
Eren noticed the re-appearing wounds one after another on his right arm, right chest, left abdomen, right thigh and calf as well. All of those wounds gave unbearable pain to some of his creatures, but Eren could not feel them at all at this time. His mind was completely unshaken from the figure of Laras who finally began to delirious and shed a lot of sweat on his forehead.
"Hot..." cried Laras. "The whole body sakiiit.." Laras' voice was heard softly. The body shriveled and shivered with cold.
In that unconscious state, Laras felt his mind empty, then filled with a heavy burden. His once calm heart was suddenly disturbed and made Laras become so restless in his sleep.
"No!! I can't.." Tears dripped from the end of his eyes. The sadness whack Laras for a moment. He felt a pain that he could not explain where it came from. His hands were squeezing and clenching strongly. His other hand was still as if he was trying to reach something nearby.
It was Eren's hand. Laras who was still delirious was unclear, managed to grab Eren's hand and hold it tightly. Pulling and carrying the body of the owner of the hand was inevitably having to bring his body closer to the figure of the girl who now looks a little calm. The girl's hands clasped tightly and was reluctant to let go, making Eren inevitably also have to lay his body beside Laras.
Facing the girl's body, Eren's figure took a good look at each curve of Laras's face. Starting from his sweaty forehead, the shape of his eyebrows that collide in the middle and elongated, his eyelashes are slightly wiggly (still losing to the lenticiness of Eren's eyelashes), and his eyelashes are slightly wiry, the curve of the nose that is not too firm but enough to make Eren's figure smile small, and the small red lips that made Eren once again want to steal a kiss like the first time he realized he had a different feeling to the person he should have authorized to replace his duty to guard the valley grayish.
"Your face looks very pale." murmured Eren before finally he also closed his eyes in a calmness that he never got as long as he became the figure of the guard.
The two fell asleep with Laras clasping tightly the hand of Aksara in his arms. Clad in a knee-length black dress with a maroon-red robe side by side and accompanied by Eren's figure in his white T-shirt and training suit, both appear as romeo and juliet paintings in other versions.
Where they are on the same bed. The royal bed in Disney style is layered with white mosquito nets with predominantly black to gray. White sheets with monkey grey blankets. The edge of the bed was coffee brown and there were two light tables beside the right and left of the bed. The upper part of the bed was decorated with teak wood carvings with matching colors to the edge of the bed. And of all the scenery, the figure of the two who fell asleep quietly and soundly more seized and envied the entire room. Such a beautiful sight the moment where the strand of red thread from the robe belonging to the figure of the guard in the tribulation valley connected fell and floated above the two. The red threads that dangle and bind the destiny of both on the journey of a thousand other lives.
Shadow after shadow of life burst forth from every strand of red thread that fell upon them.
Each strand of red thread shows something that looks so happy with its beautiful places. Some others show endless sadness. The other left a void and the one that fell over the grasp of his hand both showed a long journey full of wonders.
The sound of water droplets was heard slowly in the ears of the barrel when the last shadow of the red thread exploded above the two.
Laras opened his eyes slowly, finding a vague view of the young man who was sound asleep in front of him. Noticing the figure of the young man before him, Laras did not realize that his hand had grasped the young man's hand tightly.
Intending to caress the young man's cheek before him, Laras loosened his handrails. Intended to release the hand because it felt too awkward, now even the hand of the young man who was holding back tightly to the tiny hand of Laras.
It makes Laras reflex, he tried to keep his hand away but Eren's hand grip so soft managed to make attention Laras locked on his figure. Especially when the young man was getting closer to the body and face in his deep sleep.
The heart of Barrel is beating fast. The distance between the two faces was really close. Laras could even hear the heavy breathing of the young man right in one bed with himself.
Slowly Laras pulled himself up close to the young man, he moved slowly behind him and as soon as he was at the edge of the big bed, Laras gave a startled cry.
"What are you doing?!" muttered Eren who was still in a lying position and looked warmly at the girl in front of him. One other hand the young man rubbed his waking face and the other hand he used to hold Laras' body, pulling and bringing the girl's body closer to his figure.
"Rest for a little while longer." said Eren quietly. The young man closed his eyes again but did not even release his arms to the body of the girl who was now frozen at his side.
"This, is wrong." muttered Laras who again moved slowly to distance himself from the figure of Eren.
"I'm exhausted and don't have the energy to do anything that's on your mind right now!"
Laras was speechless at the reply Eren gave. Though he just thought the thing that happened was not right, and did not think of anything intended by the figure of the young man.
Eren pulled the hand from Laras' body and moved the hand to re-grasp Laras' hand. Now it's Eren's turn to do what Laras did before they both fall asleep in the same bed. Eren clasped Laras hand and pulled the hand bringing him much closer than he should have.
"A...what are you... practice.... right?!" Laras rebelled slowly hoping that the young man's figure would stop his actions.
"Sissing like you did last night!" those eyes opened and looked at the figure before him with such certainty.
Getting the response of the eyes that were flicked many times, Eren's figure sighed and then sat quickly on the bed. He ruffled his hair then glanced at Laras who was still lying in frustration.
Laras finally got up and sat down to the side of the young man. His heart was still beating fast. He is down in his position now.
"What did I do last night?" ask the girl innocently. Her eyes implied worry and all the shameful bad feelings for the girl to think about the actions she was unaware of had done.
Eren did not answer. He considered many things, especially after glancing at the expression Laras showed so much that he wanted to play with the girl's memory.
"Hmmm.." the young man seemed to be fondling something for him to take out. They glanced at each other. Laras lost because he immediately lowered his head and dissolved in his thinking.
"I just remember that I was falling." - Laras whispered to himself.
Eren. He played his feet and held them tight. Eren was no longer able to hide his anxiety with the attitude that Laras showed.
"Nothing happened!" answered Eren who chose to get off the big bed. "Clean yourself!! We're having breakfast downstairs."
Before closing the door, Eren again tried to convince the contents of Laras' mind that frowned as soon as they looked back at each other.
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