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[notyourfred]

He opens the door quietly, reaching to turn on the lamp by the bed, revealing a tidy flat and a kitten in exhausted slumber wrapped around a furry mouse. Alex follows Indigo inside and locks the door behind them, then reaches to press his key into Indigo's palm

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[indigobruise]

Indigo slips the key into his pocket and sits gingerly on the couch. He can't look at Alex. He pulls the pillow into his lap and fiddles with the corner of it, just for something to do with his hands.

The alcohol has worn off.

Tyger lifts her head, greeting the boys with a little mew before laying back down to sleep.

[notyourfred]

He sits quietly, feet pulled up under himself, watching Indigo toy with the pillow.

"So."

He bites his lip, chewing nervously for a moment, then sighs.

"We need to decide what our plan is going to be. I need to know exactly what promises you want me to keep. Do I just not say anything about anything, or do I make you eat at least something every day? Or... Do I try to go with you, to hospital? I just have no idea..."

[indigobruise]

He knows what he should say. He knows what he needs, he knows what he made Alex promise to do above all else, he knows what his parents and Rose and everyone would want him to say.

But that isn't what he says.

"Just... don't say anything."

[notyourfred]

His heart sinks and he closes his eyes, blinking against the sudden warmth of tears, but heanages to keep them off his cheeks. Turns his head and wipes at them, not bothering to pretend he's doing something else.

And he nods. Whispers. "Okay."