[ A nice garden. With roses climbing over everything and a little patch of thick, soft grass. Maybe a tree- Alucard would never eat fruit from it but it could have flowers. He could sit under it with the grass and earth cool against his burned feet and read more of those books. If Enid lets them, they can have one of her dogs playing there. And-
-oh. No garden.
He leans in, and the kiss is as light and quick as he promised. His lips are warm and a little cracked and the skin is just slightly dusty, like a butterfly's wing. His smile is wide and bright when he pulls back. ]
I'll take the chair out there first, so you can sit and look around without me carrying you.
[ Look! He's learning! He's trying to minimise touching when it's not been asked for or earned. ]
no subject
-oh. No garden.
He leans in, and the kiss is as light and quick as he promised. His lips are warm and a little cracked and the skin is just slightly dusty, like a butterfly's wing. His smile is wide and bright when he pulls back. ]
I'll take the chair out there first, so you can sit and look around without me carrying you.
[ Look! He's learning! He's trying to minimise touching when it's not been asked for or earned. ]