[ Oh rather, it is that simple, but that doesn't mean it's easy. He's still not entirely comfortable with being pathetic in front of them, probably never will be. And this, this is pathetic. Belmonts aren't meant to get fucked up like this by a little bite.
He makes a rumbling sound of appreciation at the affection, though, taking note of how the feeling of the bandage at his neck makes him only wary and uncomfortable, nothing more. Asking for help achieved worlds more than he could have done on his own. ]
[Alucard knows that this isn't easy. It isn't easy when it isn't stuff that nearly got everyone in the house killed or turned. It isn't easy to show that vulnerability or to ask for help.
He can't kiss Trevor on the mouth. Not like this, not all bloodied. But he can rest his forehead near where the bite is, and he can murmur stupid soft words before making a far more important offer:]
If you think repeated exposure will help, then we will do so after this has healed.
Asking this of Alucard once was too much, and yet- it's helped. Despite how utterly worn and exhausted he feels, he knows he survived and that he'll survive next time, and he knows that if he could only do this again, until it becomes easier-
Somehow, there's still part of him that can sink with relief further. ]
Thank you. [ He turns his head to kiss Alucard's hair. ] A month, maybe. There's no need to rush.
[That last gesture, feeling the relief overtake Trevor, that's the only thing that matters. Not the vampire's distaste for feeding from any living human, not the fact it's Trevor, nothing. His husband needs to feel safe and secure and be able to function without giving a second thought to something brushing against his neck. That is the end all and be all of it.]
Of course. [He sighs, nuzzling against Trevor's shoulder.] Of course.
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[ Oh rather, it is that simple, but that doesn't mean it's easy. He's still not entirely comfortable with being pathetic in front of them, probably never will be. And this, this is pathetic. Belmonts aren't meant to get fucked up like this by a little bite.
He makes a rumbling sound of appreciation at the affection, though, taking note of how the feeling of the bandage at his neck makes him only wary and uncomfortable, nothing more. Asking for help achieved worlds more than he could have done on his own. ]
I'll try.
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[Alucard knows that this isn't easy. It isn't easy when it isn't stuff that nearly got everyone in the house killed or turned. It isn't easy to show that vulnerability or to ask for help.
He can't kiss Trevor on the mouth. Not like this, not all bloodied. But he can rest his forehead near where the bite is, and he can murmur stupid soft words before making a far more important offer:]
If you think repeated exposure will help, then we will do so after this has healed.
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Asking this of Alucard once was too much, and yet- it's helped. Despite how utterly worn and exhausted he feels, he knows he survived and that he'll survive next time, and he knows that if he could only do this again, until it becomes easier-
Somehow, there's still part of him that can sink with relief further. ]
Thank you. [ He turns his head to kiss Alucard's hair. ] A month, maybe. There's no need to rush.
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Of course. [He sighs, nuzzling against Trevor's shoulder.] Of course.