[ Just like that, he's enveloped entirely.

Maruki exhales as he melts back into Eren's embrace, arms laying over the ones that hold him so tenderly. It's difficult for him to explain why he loves this so much, and comforting to know that with Eren, he doesn't have to. It's implicitly understood that he wants, needs the protective safety of having someone at his back. Like he's a smaller, weaker thing than he really is. Maybe he shouldn't want that, but...

It's alright when it's Eren.

He nods, their temples rubbing together. ]

It's perfect. Thank you...

[ It's quiet and still in the windmill as he's held Something restless settles in his chest for all of a few seconds before something else rises up to take its place.

Slowly, he shifts one of Eren's arms around, until his hand rests low on his stomach in a mirror of how Maruki held him before. Then he reaches for the pile of cards, plucking one with his fingertips– ]

What would you do if we were alone together?

[ –and laughs, the flush rising in his cheeks not embarrassed for once. ]

Well, that question would make sense in the club, but we're already alone here...