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[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Luke? Asch? I have someone for you to meet... I told him he could stay with us. [with dashing_gent]

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[scionofhispower]

Mm.

[cautious now] ...which one?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...He was like mine. He looked like him, and acted like he used to...

He didn't get mad at me, though... And he said he'd hurt my Master Van if he came here.

[scionofhispower]

[very slightly relieved] I see.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I think he might be a good one...

[scionofhispower]

It sounds like he might be. But... be careful still, alright?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I know...

...He said he wouldn't hurt me, though. He got really really mad when I told him what mine did...

[scionofhispower]

[nods slightly, holding him a little closer]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[snuggles against him, yawning slightly]

[scionofhispower]

[rubs his back again] Tired?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[nods, nuzzling against him]

[scionofhispower]

Get some rest, alright?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Right here?

[scionofhispower]

Yeah. I can carry you to your bed.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[shifts, looking away from him]

[scionofhispower]

[frowns] What's wrong?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I don't want to sleep in my bed.

[scionofhispower]

...?

Did you want to stay with me tonight?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[buries his face in Asch's shirt, not answering]

[scionofhispower]

You can if you'd like.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I want to...

[scionofhispower]

Alright. [kisses the top of his head fatherly lightly] All you ever need to do is ask, Asch.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...You really don't mind?

[scionofhispower]

I really don't mind.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I'll try to ask when I want to, then.

[scionofhispower]

Alright.