[ He hesitates only a little before reaching up with his free hand, twisting a lock of Alucard's hair around a finger slowly. He's- probably allowed to do that now, right? It's going to take a little getting used to, being allowed to touch Alucard like this, but he's not about to complain. ]
Mine. [ No. ] Ours.
[ It doesn't mean anything here. Alucard can't be bound in his own dream. But he's wanted to say it for the longest time. ]
no subject
Mine. [ No. ] Ours.
[ It doesn't mean anything here. Alucard can't be bound in his own dream. But he's wanted to say it for the longest time. ]
Until you choose otherwise.