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[ “made my choice”. that likely meant that the only thing he can do about that now is accept it.

there’s something too real about the dream still, and— well, maybe it wasn’t worth it to keep asking questions he already got an answer to. it still doesn’t stop eren from delaying his response, if only because his thoughts go deep. ]

Intimately.

How’s your dad, now?

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[ He doesn't remember me, Stiles wants to say, desperate to unleash the flood of emotion dammed up inside him. He doesn't remember his own son. ]

He's good. Probably better than he's ever been, really.

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Then maybe you made the right call.

The first time I made that choice, I was nine. Never looked back on it and never bothered me. They were human traffickers and I didn’t give a shit. I was glad I did it ever since, or else I wouldn’t have one of the most important people in my life. She showed me love. Would those bastards show me that?

It doesn’t compare to my future and that’s something I’ll live with until I’m in the ground. I went where nobody should and I don’t have that right anymore. But what you did? That’s being human. Anyone who says they don’t feel the same, even if it’s deep down, is a liar.

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[ Nine. Stiles tries to imagine himself killing at that age. It’s impossible. He never would have been capable – not even after his mother’s death, not even with his father’s life on the line. It took the supernatural world to break something essential inside him first.

Eren must have been broken for a long time. ]

Do you hope that someone stops you, in the future?

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It’s all I want.

I actually wish I could’ve been stopped earlier.

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I hope someone stops you too.

[ He falls silent for a time then, with little else to say. Eventually: ]

If there's nothing else you wanted to talk about, I should go.

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[ there isn’t much else to say on his end either, but eren waffles between his last words and settles on some other than simply letting stiles on his way: ]

Hope we can see each other soon.

/fin

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[ Stiles rereads those words a few times before powering off his phone without responding. After returning to Noctium and dealing with the emotional blows that have come since, he doesn't have the energy to make promises. Right now, socializing is the last thing on his mind. ]