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90s sadness and gay???
[By this point, Leon has lost track of how long he's been searching for Count D. It became an obsession that only grew with time, and now he couldn't keep to one spot anymore. Not while D was still out there. Across cities, across countries, he probably looked insane to everyone around him. But they didn't know the half of it! Sometimes even Leon wasn't sure he understood what he was doing.
Right now wasn't the time to doubt himself, though. He'd hoped that this lead would get him even an inch closer to his goal, but he hadn't counted on spotting him in the streets. It had to be him. He'd seen him turn and look at him, and those eyes—]
Wait! Stop right there!
[He doesn't hold back, shoving his way through the crowded streets and keeping his eyes locked on him. It doesn't work, because of course it doesn't, and his steps slow in his confusion. His heart is beating way too fast, his stomach sinks, and for a moment he's sure he's lost his one chance.
But something catches the corner of his eye, and his instinct tells him to turn. He reaches out, grabbing the first wrist he can and meeting D's eyes with his own.]
...Found you.
Right now wasn't the time to doubt himself, though. He'd hoped that this lead would get him even an inch closer to his goal, but he hadn't counted on spotting him in the streets. It had to be him. He'd seen him turn and look at him, and those eyes—]
Wait! Stop right there!
[He doesn't hold back, shoving his way through the crowded streets and keeping his eyes locked on him. It doesn't work, because of course it doesn't, and his steps slow in his confusion. His heart is beating way too fast, his stomach sinks, and for a moment he's sure he's lost his one chance.
But something catches the corner of his eye, and his instinct tells him to turn. He reaches out, grabbing the first wrist he can and meeting D's eyes with his own.]
...Found you.
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[This is... too honest for him to be yelling, but he's really heated up this morning!! He thought for so long last night, even while sleeping. He hasn't stopped thinking about D since he met him!]
I'll be here as long as you let me, you asshole!
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He does stare at Leon in silence for longer than is necessary or comfortable, though. They are not so much standing at a precipice as stuck in a doorway yelling at each other trying to get through at the same time, but alright. He has to make a decision, finally.]
Then stay. That is what I— want.
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He'll remember that. And he'll work towards keeping things that way. That's... yeah, that sounds like a plan. Kind of.
He's a little stiff from it being stated so bluntly, though, so he's just going to nervously pick up his own fruit bowl.]
That's what I was going to do anyway...
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Or— no, not entirely settled yet, but that's something. D still wonders if this is the worst choice he's ever made- he shouldn't do this, he wants to do this, which one of those is more important?- but it's... somewhat of a relief. To say it.
He studiously ignores Leon's utter lack of manners for the moment, sigh...]
That is the reason why I left. Part of it. I could not reconcile... my duty to my family with my desire to keep you near. [And goddamn, is he just speaking without any filter at all?? Suddenly he has to stand, ah--] I didn't make us any tea.
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Leon stares wide-eyed at D as he stands, frozen for a good minute. He's not sure what he thinks about all of this, but suddenly it's harder to hear everything and he has to set his bowl of fruit down again.]
Hang on... [Stupidly, he reaches for D's wrist even when he has no idea of what to say, or what to think.]
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...He can only stare back and wait for so long.]
Yes?
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Uh— [Fuck, what the hell is he doing, he didn't think about this at all!] I don't know... what I could do, really, but... [Shit fuck this is the clumsiest thing he's said in his entire life. He'll just look over here, at that weird fucking disney villain lamp.]
I'll try to help. [Clears his throat casually... He's so smooth. He doesn't even have a gun now, how is he going to help??? He doesn't know...]
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[He thinks? What is Leon going to do around here, he's wondered about that since last night. Having him around is apparently required but he should at least have something to do besides sit around whining about food all day.
He rubs at his wrist with his other hand, quickly stopping that to fold his hands together and try to look put together about all this.]
I will... think of something. [...now can he scoot away to make tea?? And panic?]
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[Awkwardly, he sits right back down and grabs his fruit bowl. D can certainly leave to make tea so Leon can panic right here, over his fruit. What was he doing, saying stupid, obvious shit like that... Of course he wanted to help, why else would he be here!!
Maybe the incense is getting to him after so long. Yeah, that must be it... He wasn't really admiring D's face when he said those honest words earlier. Not at all.]
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Eventually, he'll come back with tea and set it down next to the breakfast tray before sitting back down himself. He's fine... he's casual.]
...Do you have other clothes? [Leon being a homeless slob is a good, safe topic, right? Yes.]
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Two outfits, right now. [He can't always pack everything when he's rushing after D.] But I'm wearing jeans, so those are good for like a week or two without washing.
[Leon...]
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I will buy you another pair of jeans.
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[A long pause as he eats a piece of fruit.] After I get a job.
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You don't speak Italian.
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I'll learn it! I know some already! How hard can it be?
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...I'll buy you some workbooks.
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[He is going to lose his mind if all he can do is struggle to learn Italian right now.]
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[Terrible.]
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No thank you. I need to be doing something useful. Is it legal to own a gun in Italy? [Leon???]
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What useful things are you going to do waving a gun around like a maniac?
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[These guidelines...] Whatever, I'll figure something out.
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For now, I will buy you a pair of jeans. You can't wear the same ones until you find a job.
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Okay. I'm not going to stop you from giving me free clothes. [Score, he guesses.]
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You— [did he forget that he JUST COMPLAINED about this?? Leon??] In that case, I do hope you're ready to finally stop wearing those terrible t-shirts every day.
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What's wrong with my t-shirts?
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I forgot I didn't reply to this until beans talked about petshop
ya nerd
shh
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