[Alucard is reading. Of course he is, curled up on the sofa with a soft blanket draped over himself. He doesn't need it, the place is perfectly fine and warm and lovely, but it still feels nice.
Of the three of them, Alucard's both the best and worst at dating. They both trust him. He listens well, but that's just a part of being an alchemist-doctor who in spite of everything spent too many years treating patients at his own peril. He likes being made to feel safe in exchange for it, but there are still moments where he's convinced he's anything but.
Still. He's here, in the library, whereas the other two have been doing something that feels like teasing. So he's resolved not to let it get to him.]
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[Alucard is reading. Of course he is, curled up on the sofa with a soft blanket draped over himself. He doesn't need it, the place is perfectly fine and warm and lovely, but it still feels nice.
Of the three of them, Alucard's both the best and worst at dating. They both trust him. He listens well, but that's just a part of being an alchemist-doctor who in spite of everything spent too many years treating patients at his own peril. He likes being made to feel safe in exchange for it, but there are still moments where he's convinced he's anything but.
Still. He's here, in the library, whereas the other two have been doing something that feels like teasing. So he's resolved not to let it get to him.]