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@sacrilegedesang You make me feel the same way people get when there’s a small animal and they want to squish it and kiss all over its tiny head.

@fangsforbidden You are very pro-smooch.

@sacrilegedesang Us if we were birds.

@sacrilegedesang — maybe that’s why I’m extra grateful for your support.” A small smile, offering Louis their hand.

@sacrilegedesang — flooding back in and Ambrose was pressing fingernails into palms. A quiet sigh, eyes opening again and catching the expression his lover wore, their own brows furrowing, completely misinterpreting the reason. “You don’t have to answer. I know it was hard for you, and —

a lit candle before him on the table, they hover a hand above the open flame, jaw clenched as they endure the agony of the burn.

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@sacrilegedesang — so easy to love you and not feel so alone through all this. Shit. How the hell did you do it?” Rushed words, moving so they can pace anxiously with hands shaking at their sides.

@sacrilegedesang How desperately he wanted to curl so completely into Louis and stay there for as long as it took for this heavy sickness to leave him. Instead, they cupped her face in his hands, pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you. I’m really so lucky to have met you. God, you make it —

@sacrilegedesang “I don’t want *you to be uncomfortable.” Standing, a fond smile on his face, then giving attention to the burn on his palm. “You don’t have to come in, if you don’t want to. So long as you’re near, so I can feel you. Please.” Pressing his thumb into the wound on his hand.

@fangsforbidden “I think she might surprise you.” Leaning down to press a kiss to their forehead. “I will, if it will make you more comfortable.”

@sacrilegedesang “I’ve been so careful. Maybe too careful.” His touch was comforting, drawing a small smile, tilting their head back to look up at him. “Would you come with me?”

@fangsforbidden He hated to seem them in such pain, and as much as he’d love to shield them from it, it was inevitable. Especially with family. “You can have as many minutes as you need.” Fingers brushing through hair, affectionate.

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@sacrilegedesang Lower lip quivering, Rosy nodded, drawing hands away to envelope Louis’s torso and hold him close, face hidden in her shirt as if that could somehow hide that his eyes were filled with tears. “I’ll go back. Just… five minutes. To get myself together.”

@fangsforbidden “I can’t promise that those feelings won’t arise. But I do know that if you leave it as it is, it will cause her an immeasurable amount of grief. Far worse than knowing how she feels.” Words soft, swallowing softly. “The rift will be unfixable.”

@sacrilegedesang “But what if she hates me? Worse, what if she’s *scared of me?” Finally raising their head to look up at him, eyes wide and fearful. They knew he was right, of course, but the thought of What If was all too paralysing.

@fangsforbidden A thumb glides over the top of his hand, gentle and soothing. Louis understood. Though it had never been said out loud, Grace had known. In her own way. “You have to talk to her. As hard as it might be. Leaving it like this is only going to hurt both of you in the end.”

@sacrilegedesang A slight shrug of his shoulders, bringing his other hand out from beneath the table when turning to face her, though they can’t bring themselves to meet Louis’s eye. “I don’t know. We’ve never argued and I didn’t know what else to say so I ran.”

@fangsforbidden A soft breath at that, allowing them to cling onto her as tight as the they needed. “I know why you’d deny it. You want to protect her, and that gets hard when you have to lie to those you love. Did she seem scared?”

@sacrilegedesang No, you’re the fluffy bunny because that’s how I see you.

@fangsforbidden Am I the mysterious bat?

@sacrilegedesang Us.

@sacrilegedesang “She found out herself.” Letting her take hold of it, Rosy’s grasping Louis’s hand like he needs it to stay upright. “I tried to deny it. How ridiculous, vampires aren’t real!” They laugh, but the usual joy is gone. “Apparently she’s ‘not the idiot I think she is.’”

@fangsforbidden “Oh, baby.” Tone soft, inching close enough that he could reach for the hand tapping away. “Did you tell her? Or did she. . . Find out herself?”

@sacrilegedesang Shifting uncomfortably in his seat, tapping fingernails against the table to get out his nervous energy. “Lilah, uh…” Clearing his throat. “She knows what I am and I don’t know what to do about it.”

@fangsforbidden “You don’t seem okay.” Louis murmurs, the worry was written across her features, moving a little closer. “You can talk to me.”

@sacrilegedesang A brief nod of his head, leaning forward to blow the candle out. It had served its purpose. “Yeah, I’ll be okay. Sorry. I didn’t hear you come in.” Still staring ahead at the candle, as if the flame might come back to life.

@fangsforbidden “I’m fine.” Eyes flicker between their face and where she knew the injured hand lay. He could smell the burnt flesh, the flicker of the flame. “Are /you/ okay?”