#graueritter

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a game of cat and dog

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The sight of Jusis’ twitching ear was enough of a sign for Rean - yes, Jusis was ‘awake’. At least, in Rean’s terms he was. Quietly closing the door behind him, Rean slowly walked over to Jusis’ side, his tail thumping happily against the floor. He pawed at the still-twitching ear, rather amused by how it moved and why it moved. “Juuuusissss,” Rean said again, his gaze affixed on Jusis’ ear, “Wake uuuuup!”

Without thinking, Rean climbed onto the bed in a rather shoddy attempt to wake up Jusis. The bed heaved and creaked under Rean’s weight as he began to paw at Jusis himself, trying to nudge him away from the blanket. When Jusis still wouldn’t yield to his wishes, Rean resorted to nuzzling against him. It was supposed to be a sign of affection, as Jusis had explained to him before, but Rean couldn’t help but feel a little awkward at the thought of being so close to Jusis. But if it was warmth that Jusis desired, then Rean would give him twice the warmth he wanted and more. “Please wake up, Jusis…” Rean whimpered, his voice soft and innocent.

As Jusis felt Rean playing with his ear he tried his best to ignore it, but his efforts were to no avail. Rean always did this, whether Jusis was trying to read a few pages out of his latest novel or relax with some freshly brewed tea or just get some more much-needed sleep because he still felt so tired. Jusis wondered what in the world could have possessed him to leave him some kind of hopeless nutcase falling for a crazy dog with boundless energy who always wanted to play and run laps around him, but deep inside he knew that Rean was just what he needed to fill the space in his grumpy, lonely heart.

When Rean nuzzled against his back, Jusis could feel his tail acting against his wishes to remain still, and as it swished back and forth contentedly against the sheets at the comforting warmth Rean brought that was better than any measly blanket he sighed. Rean definitely knew he was awake, and after Jusis opened his eyes he turned his head slowly to peer over his shoulder. “Fine… I’m awake,” he mumbled, rolling over to face Rean, and as his back flopped down onto the bed he swung his arms up to catch Rean in an embrace and pull him in close despite his surprised yelps. “Doesn’t mean I want to get out of bed yet.” Jusis tangled his fingers into soft, navy hair, holding Rean’s head against the crook of his neck as he brushed his lips at the tip of Rean’s ear in a feather-light kiss and let out a weary breath. “Five more minutes, Rean… I didn’t get much sleep last night…”

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post-graduation letter exchanges with @graue-ritter

April 7, 1205

Dear Rean,

I apologize for not having the time to write you for so long since graduation. Managing the estate in my father’s absence has proven more time consuming than I expected, but the tasks are nothing difficult. The populace hasn’t taken particularly well to me taking over my father’s position, but I don’t intend to let their blind scorn hinder my work.

How’s everything in Trista? That buffoon Patrick better not be giving you any trouble, but if he is I’m sure you have it under control since he has no backbone to speak of. I wish I could stop by to visit you, but even though Trista is only two train stops away I’m afraid I just don’t have the time. Hopefully matters will settle down, but if not then I’ll make time. I’ll be sure to bring along a few boxes of your favorite green tea from the department store once I do.

I eagerly await your response, but please take your time. I know you must be busy, too.

Yours truly, Jusis

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chicken soup for the soul

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Rean couldn’t help but laugh a little when Jusis sneezed. No matter how hard he tried to deny it, Jusis’ sneezes just sounded so cute to Rean. Even though Jusis hated being called cute, Rean just couldn’t help himself from associating Jusis with it ever since he heard his sick little sneeze. “Yeah, of course it will!” Rean proclaimed, setting the large silver pot down onto the stove next to Jusis’ kettle, “When I was sick, my mom and Elise would make chicken soup for me all the time. I don’t know what they put in it, but it really does make me feel better!”

Rean pulled out a cutting board and knife, setting them next to his pot. He couldn’t help but cough a little bit, quickly turning his head to the side and letting out a small coughing fit. Once his coughs quieted down, Rean began to sniffle and stifle his sneezing, busying himself with trying to find some vegetables to go along with the whole chicken Sharon had left for them. “I’m sorry Jusis, alright?” Rean sighed, “I can’t make your cold go away, but can I at least make you some soup? Please?”

Jusis glanced over at Rean in worry when he started to cough – sure, he had the same affliction himself, but it was at least ten times more worrying to hear Rean’s coughing compared to his own. Rean was trying to hide the sound just like he always tried to hide it whenever something was wrong, so after Jusis pulled his kettle off the stovetop and poured each of them a cup of tea to enjoy later he walked over to join Rean in his search for ingredients.

“You say it like you’re not making this soup for yourself as well,” Jusis commented as he started to look for the perfect herbs to add to the broth in order to develop another layer of complexity in its flavor. His secret stash of dried basil was still hidden in the back of the cupboard beside the refrigerator – excellent, this looked like exactly enough to spice up the soup. “If you insist on making this soup to help me feel better, then we not only make it together but also enjoy it together afterwards too.”

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☁ the rain made rean and jusis sick :c

☁ - Our muses aren’t feeling so good, so they’re making comfort food.

“I knew it was a bad idea to run back to the dorm with you through the pouring rain,” Jusis grumbled, standing in front of the stove waiting for his kettle of hot water to boil for a cup of honey vanilla chamomile tea as he listened to Rean rustling around through the cabinets for a pot to use for their chicken noodle soup. “I said we should stay in the library until it passed since we had more studying to do anyways, but no. I listened when you said everything would be okay and let you drag me through Trista and now we’re both sick.”

Before Jusis could continue his disgruntled ranting he was interrupted by his own need to sneeze, but even though he felt it coming on four times in a row the damn thing didn’t finally come out until his fifth shaky intake of breath. He was glad Rean was the only one around to hear him sneeze because he was sick of the other Class VII members making fun of how the sound resembled a horse’s snorting - and, no, it certainly was not cute. “Ugh,” Jusis grumbled with a sniffle as he reached for a napkin to blow his nose. “Is this soup really supposed to help us feel better?”

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icy touch

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When Rean found himself being pulled up to a sitting position with a strange kind of force from Jusis, he knew that things were going to get a bit wild tonight. The moment Jusis began running a thumb over the silver bell was the same moment Rean averted his eyes for a quick moment, not wanting to admit that he felt some sort of weird excitement from his current predicament.

Rean stole glances at Jusis as he continued to talk, acting rather embarrassed when he finally put together what Jusis had planned for him tonight. That same hint of excitement rushed through Rean when he caught Jusis staring straight at him, when he heard the word pet leave Jusis’ mouth. This night was definitely going to be interesting, Rean thought to himself. “Uh…yeah,” Rean agreed, lips curling into a small smile, “That…That sounds nice…unwinding and all that stuff.”

“Just what I wanted to hear,” Jusis asserted, leaning forward to brush his lips on the soft skin beneath the edge of Rean’s collar. He seemed a little unsure of himself like usual despite agreeing to Jusis’s suggestions, but as Jusis kissed his neck gently he could feel Rean beginning to relax beneath him. That was good – that Rean was growing more comfortable at his touch – but he wouldn’t be able to relax for long. Rean probably thought he knew the extent of what would be happening tonight after Jusis slipped the collar onto his neck, but if so then he was mistaken. He’d be taking his master’s orders, yes, but there would be more to come later.

Jusis smirked before looping his finger around the collar again, and when he pulled Rean down lower towards the bed he was met with little resistance. Only when Rean was bent over with his face between Jusis’s parted legs did he stop, and even though Jusis could feel Rean squirming around at the suggestive positioning his grip remained tight around the collar to keep Rean in place. “Get started,” he commanded, tugging Rean closer to his growing arousal even as he tried to shy away in embarrassment. Typical Rean, but that hesitance would disappear soon enough.

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hot chocolate in ymir

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“You’re welcome, Jusis! It does get pretty cold out here, nothing like hot chocolate to warm you up, though. After what happened back there, I think you deserve something warm, too. Oh hey, did you know a cup of hot chocolate’s supposed to emulate human warmth? Pretty cool fact, huh? Kinda explains why I used to drink hot chocolate a lot when I was a kid, ha ha…”

"Human warmth, you say...? Perhaps that also explains why I've become so attached to drinking tea. My mother would brew a teapot of a different blend every afternoon for us to enjoy together throughout the day. By the third cup the tea would be lukewarm and by the fourth already cool. It didn't bother me when I was younger, but now when I hold a cold cup of tea in my hands I somehow feel empty inside. But this warm hot chocolate that you've brought me - it's nice. Thank you."

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hot chocolate for jusis c:

“Oh… thank you, Rean. How considerate. I wasn’t expecting this, but then again I wasn’t expecting Ymir to be so cold, either. It’s silly of me, but I certainly failed to dress for the weather. Not that I had much of a chance to think about it after we had to flee from Bareahard so quickly… but regardless, this hot chocolate of yours will be enough for now. I’ll be sure to savor both its taste and comforting warmth.”

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a spoonful of sugar

another new day of college life begins with @graue-ritter

Jusis didn’t understand why Rean took the top bunk when they were claiming positions on the bed that he brought for the new apartment they’d be living in together during their second year of college. He also didn’t understand why he accepted the notion of sharing a bunk bed without putting up more of an argument about what a bad idea it was, but he clearly didn’t comprehend what a disaster this would turn out to be – that he would be woken up every goddamn day by the insufferable squeaking of the goddamn ladder as Rean climbed down from the top bunk at five in the goddamn morning. Jusis had gotten so sick of it that he slept with earplugs with hopes that he might be able to wake up after the sun rose for once, but no. They never worked – both because the puny things failed to drown out the squeaking that an entire can of WD-40 couldn’t eradicate but also because Rean never failed to not-so-quietly whisper a guilty I’m sorry after every squeak he unleashed into the silence.

And so, once again, without fail, Jusis was woken up again this morning by the sound of Rean squeaking his way down the ladder with a string of apologies following each step he pressed onto the ladder’s rungs. But Jusis wasn’t even upset. He was far too tired to be upset after staying up until two in the morning laying out every last detail for the debate he was leading later today in his class on foreign policy, and when he slowly turned his head to glance over his shoulder at Rean still halfway down the damned ladder that seemed to last for all eternity he didn’t have it in himself to even form the slightest of glares. “Rean,” Jusis mumbled groggily, eyes barely able to make out his roommate’s figure in the darkness, “why don’t we just… switch bunks…?”