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Oh. That's... thanks.

[ Yep. To which he just... awkwardly stands there, fingers fiddling with the straps of the bag he holds. ]

I... just got some things. You know. Gloves. Sunglasses.

May I see?

[He turns entirely to face Trevor, stirring at the bowl.]

[ Well, he already took the gloves and sunglasses out on the table there so if Alucard is trying to call his bluff that's... yeah. So, after a moment and letting his gaze drift about, he reaches into the bag and pulls out a white wolf figure about the size of his palm. It's carved from white marble and its eyes are gold. It's a little heavy in weight and beautifully crafted. Trevor holds it out, clearing his throat as he glances AROUND them. ]

This... is for you.

[OH.

Oh.....................

oh.

Alucard goes very still. He has to remind himself that he's making medicine, and that there's a bowl in his arm. He has to remind himself to put the bowl down on the counter before he takes the little figure from Trevor, holding it as if it's made of glass. Obviously it isn't, but there's just.

Just a lot going on at once.]

Thank you. I--

He's just going to. Smooch the Belmont. Because words are hard.]

[ Trevor is absolutely NOT good with this whole showing your feelings thing and he still sometimes has no fucking clue if what he's doing is right or wrong or just stupid. But the wolf had reminded him of the blond and with everything that's gone on as of late... maybe he just thought it a nice gesture for Alucard to have something. To know that he was being thought of despite a certain Belmont getting worse as each day goes by.

So the kiss is not exactly surprising but it still has his breath catch in the back of his throat for a moment before he settles into it and a hand gently comes up to press cool fingers to the back of the blond's neck. Needless to say, he lets the kiss happen softly. ]

I'm going to die soon.

[ Words he mumbles gently against Alucard's lips before he sighs and lets his forehead press to the blond's, eyes shut, fingers gently stroking against the nape of his bonded's neck. ]

[Alucard pulls back slowly. They have to have this discussion, but they can't be sucking face while doing it. His hand closes around the little wolf, as if that might be a little bit more helpful.]

We've been thinking the same thing.

[Himself and Sypha, he means. Alucard sighs, and he uses his free hand to take Trevor's.]

We want to make you comfortable when it happens. Let you control as much as you can. And we'll both be here when you wake.

I figured.

[ That they would be discussing it, if not thinking the same thing that he himself is. However, a perk with a hunter turning into a vampire? At least he has an idea of what to expect save for the minute differences between the ones they both know and of the vampires of this world. ]

I'm guessing it'll be more or less the same with waking with how we know it to be. A frenzied sort of confusion. Probably thirsty as shit. I'm just... not sure what part of me changes, if anything at all.

[ If the humanity within him might slip away or weaken and the monster/vampire side of him becomes more dominant. More in control. ]

Can we... I don't know... sit down or something? I feel tired.

[ Weak. ]

Yes. Go in the living room, I'll finish this salve and meet you there. I'll just be a minute.

[The wolf? The wolf goes into his trousers pocket for now, and Alucard returns to his bowl.]

[ With a gentle hum and a reluctant slip of his fingers from Alucard's, Trevor slowly makes his way to the couch in the living room and drops himself down onto it with a sigh. His head knocks back, eyes lazily staring to the ceiling, and he feels as if he could fall asleep just like this until nightfall rouses him.

But instead, he whines to himself as he hunches over and begins the slow task of removing his boots, letting them drop one at a time before he flops over onto the couch on his side and lets his eyes fall shut. Breathing slow. Hand touching the floor. Wondering how much longer he has like this. ]

[True to his word, Alucard comes back out after only a moment more. He's still carrying the bowl, and when he sits, he sits next to Trevor and then the bowl is put on the opposite side.

He looks miserable. There's still days left.]

Give me your hands? They look burnt as well.

[ It takes him a moment to fully register that Alucard is here and speaking to him but when he does, he turns to lay on his back and holds his hands out as asked, strands of brown hair in front of his face. ]

Can you... give me your finger after?

[Alucard takes the time to brush Trevor's hair back into place first. It looks terrible, and he knows it's just a sign of things to come. Hates that he knows it, because he's far too used to living with vampires.

Satisfied, he takes a handful of the salve and rubs it over the burns. It should, if he did it right, come with an immediate sense of cooling.]

For blood?

[He wants to be sure.]

[ He hums to confirm Alucard's inquiry and sighs a bit when he feels how cool the backs of his hands suddenly feel. That's... nice. Really, it is. ]

I don't want to feed. Just a lick.

[ He's too fucking tired to feed even if he wanted to. ]

Very well.

[Trevor's face next. Alucard's careful as he rubs more of the salve over the burns there.]

If you're worried about a frenzy, we can restrain you and have blood on hand. That isn't hard for either of us.

[ When the salve touches his cheeks he sighs, but in a way that shows how much he appreciates the coolness. It feels nice. As if his entire body is the same temperature again.

Alucard's words, however, get him to chuckle some. Soft as it is. ]

Have to be pretty damn strong restraints against full-blooded vampire strength.

[ A beat. ]

I'd suggest silver but that might just aggravate me more with the pain.

No silver. We'll have something metal, keep it padded, and then there's Sypha.

[Alucard knows it isn't comforting, but it is ruthlessly practical. He keeps rubbing at Trevor's face even after he's done applying the salve that needs to be there. Just touching.]

You'll want us there, of course.

[ The touching is... nice, if he has to admit it and, slowly, blue eyes come to flutter open and lazily stare to the blond there on the couch with him. ]

I'm sorry.

[ Words he allows to be soft. ]

That you have to see someone else you care about die.

[There's a very dark laugh in response. It's soft though.]

At least I get to sit vigil this time.

[ There might just be the faintest grin at those words before he carefully lets his fingers wrap around one of Alucard's hands, blue eyes lazily staring to him still. ]

Can I?

Let me wash my hands off. You'll just taste plant.

Mmmfine.

[ Lettings fingers slip away from the blond's hand, eyes fall shut as he just lets himself breath. ]

So fussy.

You'll thank me for it.

[Alucard gets up from the couch. It's only for a moment, and he really does wash his hands. Dries them, and then comes right back to settle where he was. Carefully, so carefully he brushes his left thumb over Trevor's lip.]

Do you want me to lie down?

If I were feeding properly from you, yes. But you're fine like this.

[ He just wants a bit of a lick after all. It's all he really has the strength for. ]

And when you're done?

[Do you want to cuddle, Belmont?]

Not really planning on straying too far from this couch.

[ But with gently sucking the blond's thumb between his lips, he lets the tip of a fang carefully drag over the pad of that thumb and pierces soft flesh, letting a drop of warm blood touch his tongue, the first he's ever had of Alucard... and it makes his eyes widen with surprise. ]

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