[His room. It's the only place where this kind of a gesture is allowed, and Alucard falls into Trevor's arms so easily. Wraps his own around Trevor's mid section and just pulls himself in close, his forehead resting against Trevor's neck.
He's warm. Warm is a good place to start, and they've stood like this time and again, trading off the role of comforter. It's the foundation of everything rather than the bullshit gifting that Dracula had arranged. They look after each other. That's all it is in the end.
This is just bigger than most of the gut punches from over the years.]
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He's warm. Warm is a good place to start, and they've stood like this time and again, trading off the role of comforter. It's the foundation of everything rather than the bullshit gifting that Dracula had arranged. They look after each other. That's all it is in the end.
This is just bigger than most of the gut punches from over the years.]
Shit.