[ There's a shift. Only a slight one, yes, but Alucard's (Adrian's) hands grazing against his side - the touch is light, but the gesture carries more weight than he's certain he can carry.
(He's hurting him. If not with the force of the embrace then with what he's forcing him through. He knows it. But- sometimes it takes a knife to heal a wound. Sometimes the bone needs to be reset before it can heal.) ]
We love you, Adrian. We still love you.
[ He said it before, and he'd said he understood it logically. Trevor isn't fucking addressing logic right now. He's addressing Adrian. ]
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(He's hurting him. If not with the force of the embrace then with what he's forcing him through. He knows it. But- sometimes it takes a knife to heal a wound. Sometimes the bone needs to be reset before it can heal.) ]
We love you, Adrian. We still love you.
[ He said it before, and he'd said he understood it logically. Trevor isn't fucking addressing logic right now. He's addressing Adrian. ]