You-

[ -could, if you wanted dies on his lips, because he realises almost immediately after he starts speaking that none of this is what Alucard wants. It’s just his husband indulging him. Indulging him and his stupid fears. ] -Thank you. I’ll try not to get spooked and stake you. No promises.

[ The moment of vulnerability is over, for the moment, and he’s grateful for it. Being honest about things is fucking exhausting. ]

Shit, was it really that much of a problem?