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[reposing]

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[miraclewhip]

Maybe.

[ This? This feels more overly intimate than the sex, in truth. The sex is just a means to an end, whether that end be not feeling alone or not thinking at all. This is different. ]

Come here.

[ He slides his hand forward, across Alucard's cheek. Under his ear and through the shorter, softer hairs at the place where neck ends and scalp starts. Until his hand is at the back of Alucard's head, and he can pull him closer. Into a somewhat cautious kiss. ]

[reposing]

[Oh. This is... unexpected as well. Softer than he could expect.

He lets himself be pulled in, knowing he's safe with Trevor at least. No ulterior motive to kill or harm him. Closing his eyes, he leans into the kiss, even if it's too careful and oddly sweet, but it's about what Alucard wants right now.

He definitely can't help the happy tears rolling down his cheeks.]

[miraclewhip]

[ 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. ]

You're fucking ridiculous, you know that?

[reposing]

[That earns a sharp yet brief laugh, and Alucard cups his hand over Trevor's.]

Fuck you. I don't need to hear that from someone like you.

[Turning his head, he hesitates, almost shy a moment before he's pressing his lips to Trevor's thumb.]

[miraclewhip]

You need to hear it from someone, and I'm the one who's here.

[ It's good, to bicker like this. Makes everything feel normal again. Like they didn't wander off thinking they could fix the world because they were riding the high of one lucky victory. Like they just stayed here.

They didn't. They can't change that now. But he sigh contentedly at the touch of Alucard's lips against the pad of his thumb. He can reach out with his other arm, drawing his fingertips slowly down Alucard's until he reaches a hand. ]

I'm here. [ He repeats it, softer, sounding a little surprised with himself. ]

[reposing]

[It's the most normal he's felt in awhile. And he'd be foolish to think that Sypha and Trevor could stay forever, but... it's enough. To hear that they're here.

He squeezes Trevor's hand gently.]

Thank you.

[It's all that he wants right now.]