domesticity

[duke_of_illusions]

Al had stayed over last night... and hasn't quite left this morning, either. The day is stretching on, and Barma is still beautifully comfortable, now immersed in a book, as his fingers trail through Al's hair.

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"Of course. It's a readjustment- he's inside me."

He explains.

"When he's gone, there's a hollowness, and when he first returns, a pressure."

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"And you're not sick? It's not killing you?"

Softly.

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"The things that are happening to Break are because this is his second contract."

He reminds him, firmly.

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He slowly nods, taking a deep breath.

"... I'm sorry. I worry."

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"You don't have to worry about me. I have a long life ahead of me."

He promises.

[al_truism]

"Then I'll stop worrying so much."

He smiles, gripping his shirt.

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"Do."

He orders.

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"If something ever does happen, please tell me."

Firmly.

"If I'm hurt or sick, you'll know about it too."

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"Have people hid things like this from you before?"

He checks.

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"My mother did."

Al's eyes are suddenly blank, and he doesn't quite look at Rufus. When he realizes he's doing it, he forces a smile.

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"I won't."

He says, with the utmost certainty and simplicity.

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Al nods, and finally really does smile.

"Thank you."

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"Things are going to be different."

That's all.

[al_truism]

Al tips his head to the side, curious.

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"That's all."

Flushing, at his own sentimentality.

[al_truism]

Al just grins.

"You can be really cute sometimes."

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"Don't say such things."

Mild dismay.

[al_truism]

"I promise not to tell anyone."

He slides his arms around his shoulders, leaning into him.

"Besides, I'm happy to be able to see this side of you."

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"How did Negi take me? I never got a chance to ask."

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"He's a little intimidated," Al admits with a smile, soft and loving. "But he's interested in you, and impressed. You're not what he usually encounters."

Al winds a few red strands around his fingers.

"He's curious about what you do with me. He's still too embarrassed to ask."

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"Even after your little inky escapade?"

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"Even more after that," he promises. "He wanted a good look."

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"Did you blush?"

He smiles.

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"Ah, a lot."

Quietly.

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"Sounds humiliating."