When I said not to be sappy about this, I didn't mean to be sappy about the rest of my fucking family instead.
[ It's warm. It's so warm. Thank you.
He takes the bag, holding it carefully. Silver rarely leaves residue, but he'll wash his hands before he next touches Alucard anyway (assuming that he's allowed to). He feels- it seems appropriate to be careful with the vampire right now. Soft and careful. With his husband.
He lowers the bag into the box, careful as he can, with all the same soft reverence he shows to the Morning Star itself when he thinks the other two aren't looking to make fun of him for talking to a whip. ]
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[ It's warm. It's so warm. Thank you.
He takes the bag, holding it carefully. Silver rarely leaves residue, but he'll wash his hands before he next touches Alucard anyway (assuming that he's allowed to). He feels- it seems appropriate to be careful with the vampire right now. Soft and careful. With his husband.
He lowers the bag into the box, careful as he can, with all the same soft reverence he shows to the Morning Star itself when he thinks the other two aren't looking to make fun of him for talking to a whip. ]