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“You’ve seen my dreams?”
“Some of them. You’ve seen mine too, right? That’s why you called and woke me up last week?” Now that Eli knew Haruka was the Voice, everything seemed so obvious.
“Hn.”
“So, what do we do now?”
Haruka’s eye’s darted to Jace’s bed before answering. “What do you want to do?”
The bed thing again. It was as good a place to start as any. “Jace is gone right now. If you wanted to stay with me for a few days while we figure this out, I wouldn’t mind. I’d . . . rather not sleep alone.”
Haruka frowned. “My room is more comfortable.”
Eli couldn’t dispute that. It was bigger and had a bathroom. “But all my stuff is here.”
“I’ll help you move it.”
“What about when Jace comes back? I’ll just have to move everything back again.”
“He can get a new roommate,” Haruka said with a hint of a growl.
Maybe Eli would address the wholemoving back to his old roomthing when Haruka was in a better mood.
“Normal people are supposed to be able to sleep alone,” Eli said forlornly. He really had tried to make it work and look where it had gotten him.
“Normal people who have gone through what you’ve gone through don’t handle it half as well as you have.”
“You’ve got an answer for everything, don’t you?”
“If you ask, I will answer.”
Eli laughed. “Fine. Let me grab a few things, and we can go back to your place.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Eli
Moving to Haruka’s room took longer than Eli had anticipated. Originally, he’d intended to take the bare essentials, but Haruka took all of Eli’s clothes out of his closet, cleared out his desk, and emptied his refrigerator. When he began to fold Eli’s duvet, Eli said, “You have a comforter already, we don’t need this one.”
Haruka had given him an odd look before dropping the comforter and moving on to Eli’s toiletries.
He had also refused to let Eli carry anything, which Eli protested, but secretly loved. Moving was high on his list of least favorite things to do.
By the time they had Eli moved in to Haruka’s room and stopped by the police station to give his statement, Eli was ready to collapse, but he wasn’t allowed to because Haruka was there, demanding he eat first.
“You’re a tyrant,” Eli said as he covered his plate, shielding it from the chicken skewers Haruka was attempting to load onto it.
“I don’t know what you have against food. You need it to live. Some people actually like it.” Haruka took a bite of the rejected chicken.
“I like it just fine in moderate doses. I’m not a giant like you are, so I don’t need to eat as much.” Eli patted his poor stomach. He’d eaten more today than he had in the past three days. If this kept up, he was going to get fat.
“I’d like to see that.”
“Well, I wouldn’t.” Eli grumbled. He was starting to get used to having his unspoken thoughts answered, even if it was incredibly annoying. He kept trying to maintain enough distance between them to keep his thoughts private, but anytime he stopped paying attention, he found himself draped over Haruka. So far, the man had been surprisingly tolerant of it.
“Hey, why do you think you can hear my thoughts when we touch, but I can’t hear you?”
Haruka’s face shuttered. “I wouldn’t know.”
