[Oh. Ohhhh, sir, you cannot say those kinds of things to Henry when he is so freshly raw from his Shadow experience, when he’s newly affixed so much of his attentions to you. He’s rooting himself deep — or is it the other way around?
(A promise. No one’s ever promised him anything like this before.)
Alec’s hand feels so warm; Henry's forgotten to let go.]
[ No going back. Somehow it doesn't feel as daunting or as earth-shattering as he thought it might to all but invite someone into his life. Maybe because there's already no secrets here. Every broken edge is already on display, and neither of them have turned away from that.
What the fuck. He's never promised anything like this to anyone before.
His gaze drifts back down to their joined hands and lingers there a moment. Eventually, he loosens his grip and slides his hand away. ]
Guess we'd better really work on getting out of here, huh?
[Henry seems to remember himself once Alec pulls his hand away, though the touch lingers even after he drops his own.]
But I think I’ve had had enough excitement for one night.
[He looks at him, though, steadily. This “promise” of theirs has made him feel magnetized, like every atom should not stray too far from Alec right now.
[ No, he feels it too. The feeling of somehow being caught in each other's orbit. Like whatever this is would be undone by distance. It's not helped by Henry's lingering touch. The way their eyes keep meeting.
[Henry's own mouth curves, too, a little lopsided. They're on the same wavelength. And maybe after the night's over, they can exist on different frequencies again, but for now...
Well. That's the last thing he wants after such promises made.]
Then let's go.
[A little half-turn, encouraging him to follow. Time to leave this graveyard behind them and continue the long night elsewhere.]
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(A promise. No one’s ever promised him anything like this before.)
Alec’s hand feels so warm; Henry's forgotten to let go.]
...All right. A promise.
[No going back.]
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What the fuck. He's never promised anything like this to anyone before.
His gaze drifts back down to their joined hands and lingers there a moment. Eventually, he loosens his grip and slides his hand away. ]
Guess we'd better really work on getting out of here, huh?
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[Henry seems to remember himself once Alec pulls his hand away, though the touch lingers even after he drops his own.]
But I think I’ve had had enough excitement for one night.
[He looks at him, though, steadily. This “promise” of theirs has made him feel magnetized, like every atom should not stray too far from Alec right now.
Silly, of course. And unreasonable. But—]
Would you like to return to the dorm with me?
[There is an unasked question in there, curious.]
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It is silly, and yet-- ]
Yeah. Sure.
[ The corner of his lips quirk. Yeah. Sure. ]
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Well. That's the last thing he wants after such promises made.]
Then let's go.
[A little half-turn, encouraging him to follow. Time to leave this graveyard behind them and continue the long night elsewhere.]