[ When they were travelling together, they had a covered wagon. The cloth of it tore in a storm while they were asleep, and he woke to a tiny sliver of sunlight above him shining through the torn roof.
He thinks of that, seeing happiness gleaming through Alucard. Shining out of the cracks, beautiful in a way that it would never be were those broken places simply not there.
And he kisses him. There’s no insistent tongue poking around in his mouth this time. No exploration. Just a kiss, his lips on Alucard’s, until he can feel him tremble just slightly for want of air. He pulls away, breathless and adoring. ]
So- [ He pauses for a moment, takes a few breaths and continues. ] -you didn’t have any pressing plans to continue wearing trousers for the rest of the day, did you?
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He thinks of that, seeing happiness gleaming through Alucard. Shining out of the cracks, beautiful in a way that it would never be were those broken places simply not there.
And he kisses him. There’s no insistent tongue poking around in his mouth this time. No exploration. Just a kiss, his lips on Alucard’s, until he can feel him tremble just slightly for want of air. He pulls away, breathless and adoring. ]
So- [ He pauses for a moment, takes a few breaths and continues. ] -you didn’t have any pressing plans to continue wearing trousers for the rest of the day, did you?
[ Not the most romantic thing he’s said today. ]