Alucard's arms wrap around Gideon and hold her close. He focuses on the texture of her hair as he runs his hand through it, on how firm her muscles are as he strokes her back. There are so many little things in this moment between them that are important beyond anything else he has in Abraxas right now.
Eventually, Alucard's face buries itself in the top of Gideon's head, the tears quieter from the dhampir but no less there.
They don't need words right now. The only thing that's going to break this embrace is Gideon making a tit joke, and Alucard is not about to snipe that opportunity.]
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Alucard's arms wrap around Gideon and hold her close. He focuses on the texture of her hair as he runs his hand through it, on how firm her muscles are as he strokes her back. There are so many little things in this moment between them that are important beyond anything else he has in Abraxas right now.
Eventually, Alucard's face buries itself in the top of Gideon's head, the tears quieter from the dhampir but no less there.
They don't need words right now. The only thing that's going to break this embrace is Gideon making a tit joke, and Alucard is not about to snipe that opportunity.]