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Ash was content with his name. Many have used it, whether it was mentioned out of fear or just out of conversation.
He was used to that, back when he was in New York, but never will he get over the way Eiji says it.
The way Eiji says it makes his heart squeeze.
It was a lovely accented ‘u’ that trailed after the sound of his name, and something about it just fills him with this warmth— warmth that no campfire or heater could ever.
He heard him say it in the early mornings, Eiji’s voice rough out of sleep, he heard it throughout the day, whether it was a call to him, or just spoken throughout their exchange of words. Alas, no matter how many times he heard it from Eiji, it was timelessly endearing to him.
He glanced over at Eiji, who was doing the bare minimum of just reading a book.
He hoped he knew how dear he was to him, and how even the mention of his name that rolled of the other’s tongue, filled him with nothing but joy.
“I love you, Eiji.”
Eiji’s concentrative face faltered and was replaced with slight confusion with the sudden words, but nonetheless, he replied,
“I love you too, Ash.”
And there it was, that lovely, accented ‘u’ that Ash would never, ever, get tired of.