[ He falls bonelessly against Alucard’s chest, draping one arm over his shoulder to at least pretend to be putting in any effort at all. He isn’t. He doesn’t need to.
In an ideal world, this is what he could come back to every time. It won’t be. There’s always going to be that wait, and they were lucky this time that Alucard is able to spend a few days doing barely anything but spoiling him. They won’t always be. Even this will likely end up cut short by some thing or another. ]
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[ He falls bonelessly against Alucard’s chest, draping one arm over his shoulder to at least pretend to be putting in any effort at all. He isn’t. He doesn’t need to.
In an ideal world, this is what he could come back to every time. It won’t be. There’s always going to be that wait, and they were lucky this time that Alucard is able to spend a few days doing barely anything but spoiling him. They won’t always be. Even this will likely end up cut short by some thing or another. ]
I’ll take care of you, eventually. Promise.