Room 335 - Saturday Night (After the Battle)

[anole_x]

Victor was surprised that he had made it back to his room. Then again, he had a little help.

he leaned on Walter and waited for him to open the door.

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[walter_n_wires]

Walter pushed the door open and flipped on the lights, walking Victor inside. "What can I get you to make you more comfortable? Aspirin? Something hot to drink?"

[anole_x]

"Just...get me to the bathroom, please..." he said, wincing at the pain in his shoulder.

[walter_n_wires]

Walter wordlessly helped Victor into the bathroom, concern obvious on his face.

[anole_x]

Once in the bathroom, Victor washed his hands, then took a lot of gargles of warm water to wash out his mouth. When he no longer tasted blood, he unzipped his bloody, torn uniform and tried to get out of it.

"Help me, please," He asked, still not looking at Walter.

Very early Sunday morning

[walter_n_wires]

Walter had sat - and brooded - most of the night. He didn't like that Victor had asked him to choose, but he wasn't asking for anything that wasn't fair.

What happened to Victor kept playing out behind his eyelids every time he closed them. And the boy wanted to hunt vampires in order to be with him?

It had only been a few weeks.

Alucard would never love him. Alucard's feelings would never come close to what Victor had shown him. Alucard would never need him.

Victor could die on him. He could follow through on this idea to hunt vampires and he could be killed. Seeing him get hurt had hurt. Getting attached was a bad idea.

And around and around he went. Attachment versus loss. Power versus humanity. Love versus...

Dammit! He didn't want to choose! He got angry at Victor for making him choose. He got angry at Alucard for being incapable of love. He got angry at the snow monsters for hurting Victor, because it seemed to start his boyfriend thinking about all of this. He was angry with himself for not knowing what he wanted -

Re: Very early Sunday morning

[anole_x]

Victor's eyes popped open once he felt Walter enter the bed. He had slept fitfully throughout the night, both from the pain in his shoulder and the pain in his heart. He had wondered who Walter would choose, and had chided himself into remaining patient. On one hand, Walter was happy around Victor. The boy who Walter was now was so different than the one Victor had first met. Walter had exposed himself in so many ways to the mutant, and broken so many habits for him. For him.

On the other hand, Alucard had been Walter's friend for years. There was deep-seated loyalty there, a bond. A bond that Victor was now asking Walter to break. No...not break. Change. They could still remain friends. Best friends, even. But boyfriends...unless vampire emotions worked differently, or Alucard was hiding it, he didn't love Walter. He wouldn't give Walter a backrub after a long day at work. He wouldn't test the limits of his courage and ability for Walter. And that's what Victor was doing, wasn't it? He had always been scared of vampires. He had

Re: Very early Sunday morning

[walter_n_wires]

All that thinking and thinking and Walter didn't know how to tell him.

He went with simple.

"I choose you."

Re: Very early Sunday morning

[anole_x]

WHAT???

Victor's eyes bugged, and he couldn't stop the grin from growing. "But...not to change your mind here...but why?"