Luhan didn’t mind the silence that stretched between them. It wasn’t an uncomfortable one. Instead, he just enjoyed being so close to the other after so long. Nothing could have pried him apart from Leon in that moment.
"I don’t like it when work takes you far away," the younger muttered, remembering when the vampire had been called away for almost a month to Russia because of clan business. As the fingers kept running through his hair, he pushed his head more into Leon’s hand, the rumble in his chest getting louder. The melancholic smile on his lover’s face made him stop. "You haven’t been cruel to me…" Luhan reached up to cup cold cheeks as arms wound tightly around his middle, and he let Leon press them close together. "When were you cruel?"
A light breath escaped parted lips, eyelids slanting as he pressed closer to the younger, arms tightening around the frail frame as he pressed a gentle kiss to Luhan’s forehead. Treasuring these moments, was something Leon always would do. Because as it seemed now, he didn’t know how many of them they’d have. Not after how things had turned out in the past. “ I don’t like it either. ”
Celadon orbs focused by neat, pretty features, melancholy written across his irises as he hung his head low. “ Before we… separated… I remember that we fought a lot, and I remember leaving for a while, for a few days I think? Was it?” He mumbled, teeth grazing his lower lip. “ I remember harsh words very clearly. ” He looked up properly, nuzzling against Luhan’s left hand gently, pressing a kiss to his palm. “ I was cruel and selfish I believe. ”