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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Yeah. [After a few seconds, he says this, letting his fingers slip into a more comfortable grip, intertwined with D's. Maybe it's too much, or maybe it's just enough, but he can feel D right beside him.]
You're still here.
[He'd done something right, he supposes. Maybe it was better to focus on that and try to be less moody... He's just... been frustrated.]
And so am I.
[It's stupid to say that, he thinks immediately after he does, but— maybe it's his way of saying he'll try to chill the fuck out now. Maybe if he can be happy about this only thing that mattered, then adapting won't be so hard.]
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There's a hand in his again, though, held more securely than before. D almost - almost!! - smiles, but there isn't any doubt that he holds Leon's hand tighter in response. An extra confirmation that he is - that both of them are still here together.
This is well beyond normal comfort. Still, to let go of this hand... he would rather not. Is that enough?]
Well, it was incredibly silly of me to wonder if you were truly intending to stay, wasn't it?
[He tries to say this lightly, like a joke... but woops, he actually has insecurities about this hot mess. woops!!!]
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[He repeats it in a huff, eyes focused on their hands now as he registers that squeeze.]
That's one way of putting it. You're a complete idiot. [Where else is he going to go? He chased him across the world. That should show enough of his interest...] There's nowhere else I wanna be right now.
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Lovely, my kept man is still a brute with no manners.
[Not even lowkey calling him these things... hmm.]
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Kept man?!
[He is going to DIE... RIGHT HERE ON THIS COUCH. He's even squeezing D's hand a little too hard before he catches himself and stops, but the panic sure doesn't leave his face. He won't even defend his lack of manners or being a brute.]
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What? Aren't you? Until you can provide for yourself, that is our arrangement...
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[Until they are actually Doing It, he will not deal with this harassment!! Teasing... It's all unfair. He's so red in the face.]
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It's not as if anyone else is here to hear me say it. [calm down!!]
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[He's not telling him ANYTHING about his thoughts, thank you!! His face says enough.]
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What would you prefer I call it, then?
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[STOP... Free him from this.] Just shut up and hold hands with me in peace!
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Goodness, that temper. Alright, please remain calm. [holding hands in peace... when will they be adult enough to cuddle??]
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This is fine social interaction. He's fine.]
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He waves his other hand at the table, lazily.] Would you grab mine?
[do things for him just because he asked!!]
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What doesn't seem as normal is Count D sitting like that on the couch. Leon stares at him, judging a little.]
I thought you were against feet on the couch.
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Anyway, he accepts his drink and sips it again, giving Leon a look.]
My shoes are clean.
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[He seems proud of himself for that, leaning back into the couch... and a little into D's shoulder.]
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[He says this so matter-of-factly, it's probably not a surprise.]
It's still my couch.
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[He wanted to do it...] You're already letting me use it as a bed.
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I will find you an ottoman.
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That's not the same.
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It's exactly the same. You're even supposed to put your feet on it.
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You don't have any room for an ottoman in here! If you're going to go that far, just get me a bed.
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What kind of ottoman are you imagining? [They're not that big?? Watch him not address the buying a bed issue, that's too much commitment, goodness.]
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It doesn't matter what kind, they're not the same! Don't go redecorating if you're only going to worry about the couch.
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gay levels rising
deliver me
this is how I die
collapses
me screaming into the distance
spirals into hell
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WKN0XF8-3Q
hallelujah but also goodbye
FUCK I HATE THEM
me leaving this earth
ascends
loud sighing for ten yrs
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