[ It's because he has the longest hair. It's the best to decorate.
He leans against Alucard, listening, confused. It sounds like Alucard's asking about having a guest stay, but it's a weird amount of apprehension for that, unless- ]
-oh christ. Your dad's not coming to visit, is he?
[ He doesn't pull away from Alucard, but does shift the way he's sitting. Still close but with less of his negligible weight against their vampire. A baby. That's a fuck of a lot to process. ]
-we're going to have to go through fairy law letter by fucking letter. And- she brought this up? As in she's okay with this? And-
[ -he trails off at that one. It can't be him, he knows it can't be him. He doesn't even want it to be him. At all. He didn't think that would sting anyway. ]
No. No, I want to think about it. I just- shit, babies.
[ He doesn't know how he feels. Alucard's right that he'll need time to think. But he knows that he doesn't want it to be off the table forever. He takes a few more flowers, going through them one by one and putting them to one side as he does. ]
Is- is it even possible? For you, I mean. I don't know how this shit works.
There's other ways. Always kids that need homes. But it'd be nice to be able to have one fucking person in this house other than Sypha who doesn't have weird family baggage.
[ He softens a little at that- maybe that was why it stung. The idea that this would be something - something important - that was theirs and not his. ]
None of the burdens. No expectations. Just another part of our family, by blood or adoption. However works best and safest for us and that child.
[He's using singular, which is doubtlessly a good thing too. Alucard pauses finally, and looks at Trevor directly. This isn't a return to snuggles, and he doesn't want to presume.]
[ The singular is noted, and it is a good thing. One child is- still a lot, but it's a realistic lot. And it's different from what he's used to. No spares, because there's no expectation of danger. ]
Sounds- nice. Lot of shit to get my head around but- nice.
[ It's not quite a return to snuggles, but there's a warmth in his voice, and the next flower goes in Alucard's hair again instead of just being set aside. ]
Even when I'm all scaly and eating flowers and in danger of getting fired for being too much of a moth?
Mm. Little bit. Mouth's all- [ He makes a gesture with one hand that's probably supposed to reference his tongue unfurling into the stupid nectar tube. ] -nasty.
A couple, yeah, until she's back or this wears off.
[ It's ridiculous, that he can get cold in this too-fucking-hot country. But it's drier here, with less water in the air to hold heat. And he's not great at generating heat when he's like this. And- ]
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[ It's because he has the longest hair. It's the best to decorate.
He leans against Alucard, listening, confused. It sounds like Alucard's asking about having a guest stay, but it's a weird amount of apprehension for that, unless- ]
-oh christ. Your dad's not coming to visit, is he?
[ MOOD: LOST. ]
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[Okay out with it, dhampir.]
I'm talking about a baby, Trevor.
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...wait.
Shit, a baby? I-
[ He doesn't pull away from Alucard, but does shift the way he's sitting. Still close but with less of his negligible weight against their vampire. A baby. That's a fuck of a lot to process. ]
-we're going to have to go through fairy law letter by fucking letter. And- she brought this up? As in she's okay with this? And-
[ -he trails off at that one. It can't be him, he knows it can't be him. He doesn't even want it to be him. At all. He didn't think that would sting anyway. ]
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It's a lot. That's why I said that you'll need time to think. We all do. But if you absolutely are uncomfortable, then it's off the table, full stop.
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[ He doesn't know how he feels. Alucard's right that he'll need time to think. But he knows that he doesn't want it to be off the table forever. He takes a few more flowers, going through them one by one and putting them to one side as he does. ]
Is- is it even possible? For you, I mean. I don't know how this shit works.
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[The response is soft, because Alucard knows he's asked a lot. But there's something else here. He has to emphasize it.]
I'd want them to learn Belmont things too, you know. All your skill and athleticism. Stupid whip things. All of that.
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[ He softens a little at that- maybe that was why it stung. The idea that this would be something - something important - that was theirs and not his. ]
All the useful shit, none of the burdens?
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[He's using singular, which is doubtlessly a good thing too. Alucard pauses finally, and looks at Trevor directly. This isn't a return to snuggles, and he doesn't want to presume.]
I love you both.
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Sounds- nice. Lot of shit to get my head around but- nice.
[ It's not quite a return to snuggles, but there's a warmth in his voice, and the next flower goes in Alucard's hair again instead of just being set aside. ]
Even when I'm all scaly and eating flowers and in danger of getting fired for being too much of a moth?
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[Care is important. He could just be doing the doctor thing, but no. This is very different. And important.]
May I please kiss you?
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[ He moves closer, though, offering a cheek. ]
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There's a lot they have to consider now. But Trevor didn't say no, so the first important conversation has gone well enough.]
Mm.
[It's harder to kiss with a weird nectar tube.]
Do you need extra blankets tonight?
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[ It's ridiculous, that he can get cold in this too-fucking-hot country. But it's drier here, with less water in the air to hold heat. And he's not great at generating heat when he's like this. And- ]
-You're not great for keeping warm.