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(/She knows something is troubling him; he only turns to this amount of alcohol when he can't escape his own mind. She thinks of taking it away from him but she didn't want to risk getting into a fight. The vampiress simply leans down to press a kiss to the top of his head before she hums against his hair, arms wrapped loosely around his neck and shoulders now.) Need anything, brata?
[ : his eyes fall to a close when her lips press against his forehead and he finds a moment of peace in the warmth of her gentle embrace. it’s always like this, when she’s near. he wants her to stay because he knows he needs her to be there, to keep him from falling to pieces again. ] Ice. [ : is the first thing he says when she asks if he needs something, voice low and raspy, followed by a drunken grin as he looks at her again. ] Ice and you.