[ Alucard's lips are softer than Sypha's. It's to be expected, he supposes. His lips don't crack with the cold weather or from worrying at them. Not in any lasting way. It's almost laughable, how chaste the kiss is considering what they were doing only a little while ago.
And he's crying. Trevor pauses for just a moment. Concern crosses his face as he brings his hand back to brush at the tears, because he has no idea what else to do about them.
It's another moment before he realises that they're happy tears. ]
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And he's crying. Trevor pauses for just a moment. Concern crosses his face as he brings his hand back to brush at the tears, because he has no idea what else to do about them.
It's another moment before he realises that they're happy tears. ]
You're fucking ridiculous, you know that?