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"maybe in another lifetime, we get it right." — lucian to aldous

“why can’t it be this lifetime,” aldous breathed out, taking lucian’s hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. “i’ve waited hundreds of lifetimes to find you again – to make up for all my failings. i want to do it right.” aldous shifted on the bed, sitting on his knees as he looked down at the other. “i want to marry you one day, lucian. perhaps, you will not love me as i love you, but i will make you happy. i will provide for you, i will allow you the space for your art to thrive, i will shower you in gifts and affection,” he claimed, feeling himself shaking slightly at all the time missed between them. he probably looked beyond pathetic, but he didn’t care. “all i ask is that you allow me to care for you as you deserve.”

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"you made it look so damned easy to walk away from me." — maxwell to alan

the tears that filled alan’s eyes blurred his vision as he shook his head. “it wasn’t easy. none of this has been easy. you were dead! and, you told me to leave you,” alan said, voice hitching in a hiccup that was more suited for a child while it was crying. “i never wanted to leave you. i wanted to take you with me, and i came back to find you. but, you were gone.” fell to the ground and crawled toward maxwell on his knees. “i would have rather died myself, but i couldn’t knowing everything you sacrificed for me.” alan’s tears were more free-flowing now, soaking his cheeks. “please, don’t hate me, max. i’m so sorry. please,” he begged, pathetic hands reaching out to grasp onto the other’s pant leg.

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"loving you was a sacrifice. i gave you the power to destroy me, and that's exactly what you did." — harlan to fredrick

frederick’s jaw clenched as he looked to the ground, shame overwhelming him. he had spent countless years thinking the same thing, yet it hurt so much more to hear it come from the very man that he’d dedicated his heart and soul to. the chains that held him in place clinked softly as he shifted, looking up at the other. “it is. i destroyed you. i ruined you. and, i will never be able to heal you of that pain,” he said earnestly, a shine in his eyes from tears he hadn’t shed in so long. but, now, they came easily to him. “the only remedy is to allow you to exact your revenge – to destroy me just as much, if not worse. but, it will never make me stop loving you, and for that i apologise. nothing can stop that, i fear.”

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you and i will always be unfinished business.

i tried to love you into loving me... that's not how love works.

loving you was a sacrifice. i gave you the power to destroy me, and that's exactly what you did.

i gave you the power to destroy me, and that's exactly what you did.

you will always have a special place in my heart, and that terrifies me.

i won't ever forget you, and maybe that is the only forever the two of us were meant to have.

i'm sorry i had nothing to say that night.

i was so interested to see how you'd break my heart.

you planted flowers inside of me... foolish of me to think you'd water them.

it's pathetic, really, how much i still hope it's you and me in the end.

you said you'd be here.

hell exists... it's 3am, here, without you.

i'm scared that loving you is the only thing i got right, and it still wasn't enough.

i regret the end, the way we couldn't leave one another without wounds.

we made it seem as if all the love we shared was wasted time.

i will always remember the way you folded me at my corners, like there was a part of me you wanted to come back to.

you made me feel, and i don't like it. stop it.

i wish the best for you, i just wish that i was the best for you.

maybe in another lifetime, we get it right.

you had my heart before i could say no.

loving you is the most exquisite form of self destruction.

fuck you for giving up on me.

the worst pain is being hurt by the same person you explained your pain to.

you fucking broke me, and i'm still the one apologising.

i broke my own heart loving you.

now you're just a stranger with all my secrets.

sometimes the beginning is the same as the ending.

what if no one makes me feel the way that you do?

you made it look so damned easy to walk away from me.

you were the hardest lesson i ever had to learn.

you didn't say goodbye, and part of me keeps believing that means you're coming back.

i would've left the entire world behind for you.

you leave teeth marks on everything you love.

all of your devotion turns violent.

you let me go, but you left claw marks.

i don't think i'll ever know how to love someone without swallowing them whole.

love is supposed to turn you soft... i think it only ever turns me brutal.

we wanted each other in the way of flesh wanting to knit itself together over a wound.

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aldous raised a brow, amused and intrigued. “against your parents’ wishes and without them knowing? tsk tsk – what a rebel you are,” he teased. but, he was proud. in the past, the dravens were far too compliant to their mother’s wishes. and now, lucian was finally doing as he wanted. he was caught off guard slightly when lucian grabbed his chin, the contact between them feeling like fire flicking against his skin. it was the soothing warmth that he missed so dearly – almost too distracted by the sensation to remember to answer the question. “i’ll come out as long as there’s a chance of running into you,” he teased back in a low voice. “aldous. i know it’s a weird name but my mom insisted on keeping it in the family,” he easily lied, laughing softly as he continued to admire the other. he wanted to lean forward and kiss him over and over – to make up for all their lost time. but, he somehow managed to keep himself mostly still. “should i get you home? not that i want to stalk you further, but i want to make sure you get there safely tonight. and, if you’d rather, i could just pay for an uber for you,” he offered, biting down on his lower lip. he was praying he could continue to stay in the other’s presence – acknowledged at least. if lucian didn’t want him around, aldous would still seek out where the other lived.

the fact that this stranger seemed to immediately care about his well-being so much was almost unsettling for lucian. he couldn’t remember the last time anyone showed genuine concern toward him and the reckless behaviours he exhibited. he wet his lips as he nodded his head in response to the other’s words, “i wasn’t planning on it. i think us running into one another was a sign for me to get my shit together or something.” while he wasn’t a big believer in fate, he still managed to look for signs in his daily life. maybe it was because he didn’t have much guidance otherwise. he combed his fingers through his hair as he looked the other over, “i’m double majoring in history and creative writing against my parents’ wishes. then again, they still think i’m majoring in law.” he snorted slightly as he shook his head. he shouldn’t have had to lie to his parents about his desired career path, but he was tired of them constantly looking down on his passions. there was a glimmer of amusement that appeared in lucian’s emerald eyes, his head cocking to the side slightly. “well, welcome to the area. i’m glad that i served as a good advertisement for the neighbourhood.” he teased, nose scrunching up slightly. “i hope that means that you’ll consider coming out more in the future.” he boldly reached out to hold the other’s chin. “you’re pretty handsome yourself, you know? what’s your name? you practically stalked me outside to stare at the moon without even properly introducing yourself, how rude.” another joke, a wry smile curling onto his lips.

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“I miss the warmth of the sun”

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aldous was quick to gently shake his head. “no, you aren’t stupid in the slightest. i have nightmares all the time about things… that don’t seem possible.” they were real, but to the modern mind they were definitely not rooted in reality. unfortunately, aldous’ entire life wasn’t real if logic was supposed to be applied to it. he easily leaned into the hand cradling his cheek, finding comfort in the other’s natural warmth. electricity ran through him as their lips ghosts against each other, aldous’ mind momentarily blank. “i don’t want to hear you say you don’t care about yourself when you’re the most precious person in my life,” he whispered. “but, i will promise that i will keep myself safe just for you. nothing will get in the way of us being together or me making you happy,” he swore, leaning in to complete their kiss. it was a gentle yet living kiss – full of the tender promises aldous had made with the other in both their past and their present.

while lucian never really remembered any of his dreams, ever since he met aldous he had been plagued with awful vivid nightmares involving the other. was it a sign of some sort? or did they come from a place of fear that he had never tapped into before? perhaps it had something to do with the fact that he had never truly cared enough about someone to worry about losing them. a shaky breath fell from his lips as he felt the squeeze to his hand, it served as his anchor to reality. “you must think i’m stupid for allowing myself to get so worked up over something that’s not even real…” his words trailed off as a sad chuckle escaped him, shaking his head slightly. a tremulous breath fell from his lips as he felt aldous’ forehead come to rest against his own, his free hand reaching upward to cup the other’s cheek. “i don’t even care about me, i just want you to promise me that nothing bad will ever happen to you. or at least that you’ll try your hardest to stay safe for me.” he murmured as he allowed his lips to delicately brush against the other’s.

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a quiet laugh left alan, subtly shaking his head. maxwell’s ability to control his hunger – especially during his first time – was extraordinary. he still had moments himself where he didn’t have the will to stop himself, often leading to someone’s pain or demise. without maxwell there to guide him, he didn’t have a reason to try. he gave the other’s hand a gentle squeeze as it easily fit into his own. it was perfect – feeling exactly as it did all those years ago. his dead heart cried out with joy after having found its soulmate again. “i do, so don’t worry. and, i will answer any question you have for as long as you have the energy for them,” he teased, leading the other away from the scene and towards his shared home with his brothers. they would most likely not be there until the morning, sparing alan of any immediate questions and max of dumbfounded looks. the walk only took a few minutes, alan leading max to a non-descript townhouse. they’d bought the entire unit and connected them, creating their own little manor in the city. inside, the decor matched that of their original home as best it could in the modern age. “you probably want a shower, don’t you? or, a bath? i could answer your questions while you soak.”

if it hadn’t been for the other’s strangely comforting aura in the chaos and the gentle touches, max would’ve surely spiralled. but somehow he felt ten times better after properly feeding, something that had been promised by the other. that crippling hunger and weakness had completely vanished as he stared up at the other, eyes wide with concern. but the reassurance offered up allowed him to let out a sigh of relief, grateful he hadn’t unintentionally hurt the stranger who was so kind to help him in this moment of unexpected weakness. he allowed himself to lean into the other’s touch as he cupped his face in his hands, a shiver running down his spine as the other’s thumb ran across his bottom lip. “i would’ve continued if i could’ve, but i kept thinking about your safety and luckily was able to stop myself.” yet despite this ease he felt, he still had so many questions. he stared up at the hand outstretched toward him for a few moments before he reached out to take it. “i probably look like a mess right now, so i hope you live nearby.” he teased as he wiped his lips clean with the sleeve of his jumper. “i also hope you’re mentally preparing yourself for at least a dozen most likely obvious questions because i’m having a hard time believing this is happening to me right now.” he kept holding onto the other’s hand as he expected him to begin leading the way.

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alan supposed he understood the want for the mundane, but he didn’t truly understand it. but, perhaps that was because his life had been so long and the blending of days was a natural and common phenomenon. without some disruption to routine, he would go mad. and, he selfishly applied the same logic to everyone else’s way of thinking. but, what really hit him was indirectly being called a monster – eyes going doe-eyed and confused. “you aren’t a monster in any way, max. you could have died or hurt someone else if you hadn’t figure out what you are,” he softly argued. however, he was immediately silenced. what he’d feared most in the past was coming to light – maxwell not finding love for him. “you… you don’t feel that for me?” he quietly asked, guilt and shame churning his stomach. if he’d needed to breathe, he would be short of breath. he thought he’d found the key to keeping his life together by finding maxwell once more, but now he was watching it unravel like a yoyo on its string. “but, i’m helping you… i… we… we’re supposed to with each other.”

the stain of ruby on alan’s lips served as a reminder of the truth about himself that he desperately wished would have remained uncovered, his jaw subtly clenching before he forced his gaze away from the other. a small scoff fell from max’s lips as his brows knitted together in confusion. how could the other possibly think that this was an improvement to his life? sure, his life had been boring and routine — but at least he had some sort of stability. “what if i wanted my life to be boring? that seems like a decent compromise considering.” his arms folded tightly across his chest, his body language exhibiting just how closed off he felt from alan at this moment. “i think the truth of what i am and the monster it makes me is easy to go without knowing…” his lips pursed slightly as his gaze redirected itself toward the other. “my feelings toward you? the only feeling toward you that i have currently is resentment. do you truly think i could love you?”

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aldous could tell just how much lucian dreaded this, hearing the other’s heart thumping in his chest. it was something he would normally find comfort in – aldous often pretending lucian’s was his own and they shared a single heartbeat. but, the rapid pace was anything but comforting. the fingers in his mouth – another familiar feeling – also felt wrong. he anxiously waited for lilith to give further instruction, his mind already assuming what would happen. however, he didn’t think he would be suddenly assaulted by the scent of lover’s blood. he jolted forward instantly, unable to move no more than a couple of inches. his fangs, on the other hand, were free to extend. he groaned softly, squeezing his eyes shut in shame. he couldn’t look at lucian like this – like the monster he was so desperately trying to hide from the other. he didn’t want to be revealed like this. he knew, eventually, he would need to be honest with what he was, but on his own terms. he was waiting for the gasp of horror or shock, to feel the quickening heartbeat to resonate through aldous’ bones, to feel the sharp tug oh betrayal and hatred.

the fact that aldous refused to hold this all against him only made it feel all the worse, it would be his badge of guilt to wear if that were not the case. although hearing the other say that he loved him made lucian’s features momentarily soften, his heart feeling incredibly heavy in his chest. normally the words would’ve made him feel as if he was on cloud nine, now they felt like a parting gesture. maybe it had something to do with the fact it was difficult for him to believe that this was something that they could merely get through together, no matter how sure of that aldous might’ve felt. his stomach felt sick as he watched the other’s mouth open, fingers slowly reaching inside to position the uncomfortable metallic clamp into his lover’s mouth. he swallowed down his uncomfortably thick saliva before turning his attention back to lilith, his jaw clenching slightly. “what do you wish for me to do next?” he questioned, his tone merely an echo of how resigned he felt. “patience,” her voice was far too calm, as if she didn’t have a care in the world. lilith took a step toward the bed, her figure looming over them both as she forcefully reached out to take lucian’s hand. she reached into her blazer pocket only to reveal a knife, the blade quickly running against lucian’s palm. a loud wince escaped lucian as he yanked his hand back, crimson beginning to run down his arm and through the digits. “what the hell?”

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