[For once, Rean wakes up from a memory-dream relatively peacefully, lying on his side and blinking blearily toward the wall of his dorm room. He's still drenched in sweat, but this time it seems fairly likely to just be because of the ever-oppressive heat as opposed to the usual fear.
For a minute, he just lays there, turning over the words in his head. If he saw anything in that dream, it's long left him, but the words play back as clear as day.
"Did you even stop to think for one second about what would have happened if you got caught in that explosion?" Crow, undoubtedly. A bit more subdued and clipped than usual, but a tone he's heard from the man before – just hours ago, in fact.
And that's what resonates with him now. The conversation didn't seem quite as dire in his memory, but even so, it's still the same one, isn't it?
With a frustrated sigh, mostly at himself, he sits up and gropes for his phone with one hand as he rubs his eye with the heel of his palm on the other.
...ugh. It's, what, four in the morning? He wants to say this now, while the feeling is eating at him. It would probably be better to say something like this out loud, but it's definitely way too late (too early?) for a phone call.
Text it is.]
Hey, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for putting you through all of that earlier, and I'm sorry for being such a child about it afterward. You're right, what I did was dangerous and stupid and I shouldn't have thrown myself in harm's way like that without an actual plan. I can't thank you enough for what you did to help me afterward, but I never should have put you in that position at all.
[He sends that, then pauses as he reads over it a couple of times. It doesn't feel like enough, doesn't feel like he's properly expressed what he's feeling, but...]
So, yeah, just
I don't know what else to say but I hope that can clear the air at least a little
[Crow's phone buzzes right by his face when the text sends. He'd just been playing his gacha games until he'd fallen asleep and it's not until Rean's text goes off that he blearily blinks, instinctively reaching for his phone.
A part of him hopes it's the school that's alerting him classes are canceled because of the heat...but something tells him he won't be so lucky.
Crow rubs his eyes with a soft moan, reading the text as best he can and letting it process. Truth be told...he'd put it behind him, and figured what was done was done. Rean was okay, albeit now with a rather nasty shoulder scar, and that's really all that should've mattered.
To see such an apology from him, Crow can't help but feel a little guilty on his end, too, the edges of his lips forming the smallest of smiles as he reaches the end of that text stream.
Rean, you're too much sometimes.
Rean might not be expecting a response back at 4AM, but he sure as hell is getting one.]
It was pretty dangerous and stupid I'll give you that
But
I guess we all get like that sometimes. Retrospec puts us all in things we can't really plan for, right? So...I'll let you off the hook. I mean I already did, but I had to be the tough guy for a little bit, you know
Besides
I didn't get a chance to thank you. Dunno if it was pride or what, but
[Rean was absolutely not expecting a reply, much less a series of replies. He's stunned as they come in, and Crow's left on read for a few minutes as Rean reads over them a couple of times to figure out what to say in response.
First, the obvious:]
I wasn't expecting you to still be up... I only am because my past life likes to hit me with fun new memories when I'm supposed to be resting. Hope you're not suffering through the same thing.
[And then another pause, hesitating, before he responds to the message itself.]
You don't need to thank me for it. I was serious with what I said back there, you know. ["I'm not letting you die."] But if you're okay with letting me "off the hook" then I guess we'll just call ourselves even?
Then go to sleep! You don't need to stay up for my sake. I wasn't expecting you to see this until morning, anyway
I don't know if I can make you any promises
But I'll try my best. Sorry I can't do better than that.
[The reality is, he just doesn't know what Retrospec will throw at them. And if something like this happens again, or something worse...]
Not shot, no. I don't really remember exactly what happened, I only woke up remembering a little bit of the conversation, but that part's clear
You were asking me if I even thought twice about what would happen if I got caught up in "that explosion," don't know what explosion you were talking about, and all I could tell you was I wasn't thinking at all
So, you know. Same deal, different lifetimes, turns out being an idiot is ingrained in my actual soul apparently, who knew.
[But Rean's recollection just earns a smile on his lips. There's something weirdly exciting about hearing someone else remember things you did. Even better if they match up perfectly to this life.
Souls are interesting things.]
So even back then you were giving me anxiety. Hope you're proud of yourself!
Haha, kidding, kidding
But man, that sure is fate, huh? It's like we're meant to look out for each other no matter what life
Then I wish you the best of luck on your waifu quest...
[Another story I heard about myself,]
Yeah, apparently so.
[He isn't proud at all, and the sad resignation with which he's thinking those words isn't something that can be easily carried across through text alone.
Perhaps for the best. He wouldn't want to worry Crow that much more, after all.]
But yeah... I think it is fate, finding each other again in this lifetime. Normally, I wouldn't put too much stock into that sort of thing, but... with you and I it feels like there are just too many things to write it all off as coincidence
Not too bad a thing to have written in the stars for me, I suppose
[He's so lucky. When all they can see is a screen, that means Crow will never know about the faint blush that's creeping into his cheeks.
Something a little more fated, huh? ...No, that's stupid, and he needs to stop that train of thought right where it is.]
I'd like to think that maybe fate's just a general guideline, here. So we can still make our own choices, still decide what's right for ourselves. But who knows?
Regardless, I'm happy for it, too. More than I can say
And you're damn right I'll keep looking after you... I'll just try not to be too much of a pain for you, haha
And after that, it's a long (but fun and relaxing) day of skipping around various episodes of various shows, before the two finally end up bingewatching the entire first season of Magical Alisa.
[And the second his thumb brushes the "send" button, he freezes, and suddenly he's not in his too-warm bed in his sweltering dorm room but out in the brisk night air, seated beside Crow.
"I do appreciate it, though." he finds himself saying. "My time here has definitely taught me how important a good friend can be. And..." Crow's head tilts a bit, inquisitively, at Rean's pause. "I consider you one of mine. I don't just look up to you because you're older than me, but because you're a good friend."
There's an ever-so-brief flash of shock through Crow's expression. What, did he really not see that coming? Still, it's enough to give Rean a moment's pause.
"...okay, maybe 'friend' is a little strong. 'Partner in crime' is more like it." Rean backpedals, and Crow's expression slips right back into his usual lazy smile.
"Partners in crime, huh? Not sure whether I should be offended or wear it with pride."
And then Rean's staring at the screen again, and Crow babbling about an some super rare waifu or whatever. Rean's not really focused on that, instead scrolling up a bit to read over the words that triggered the memory.
He laughs a little, and between tiredness and overwhelming nostalgia he can feel small tears misting at the corners of his eyes.]
Even that followed us here... we really were fated to find one another again.
Congrats on the pull. Don't know if you can really contribute that to me, but you're welcome anyway.
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