Posing For A Picture | Radiostatic

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The hotel room was quiet now without the two yelling and arguing. Alastor looked down at Vox in his lap. Although Alastor was uncomfortable with touch in general, seeing Vox so comfortable on him was his acception. His tail wags a bit, thumping against the mattress and sheets.

He makes a quiet honk, smiling down at Vox, although the sound woke him up fairly quickly. Alastor looks away, pretending not to be interested in Vox right now, but he makes another honk on accident. Vox stretches a bit, before looking at Alastor and sitting up.

The two stare at each other, not knowing that else to say. Or what to say to start the conversation at all. Vox's screen starts up again, and all he did was look at Alastor. Who looked at him in return.

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"Vox."

Alastor finally muttered, sitting up and looking at Vox with confusion. The other sighed, backing away from Alastor. "Did I get it right?" Vox asked, fidgeting with the leather on his shoe. Alastor shrugged softly before he spoke. "I don't know. What does that mean?"

Vox hesitates before repeating what Alastor told him earlier but differently. "You just... Don't like sex." Vox explained. Alastor felt very weird all over again. "Is it... Supposed to be like that?" He asked, his voice beginning to static slightly. Vox knew very well whatever answer he gave to Alastor, he might just end up more confused. "Yeah. Sometimes." Vox says, thinking for a moment before smiling towards Alastor. "You could've said something sooner. I would've understood."

"Well, if you're so understanding, why didn't you understand when I told you to shut up about our relationship in the first place." Alastor huffed, bringing his knees to his chest. "Al... I..." Vox hesitates. "I don't know. I was proud."

"Proud? Of... Us?" Alastor muttered, blinking a bit. No one he'd ever met was proud to be known as his friend or partner. It was a first.

Vox nods, moving to sit next to Al. He leans his head on Alastor's shoulder. Knowing that was risky, he smiled. Alastor looked at him, before leaning on him in return. "Damnit. Your big ass head is making this hard." Alastor complained, his ears folding back in annoyance. Vox chuckled, grinning widely.

Alastor scoffs, but he stays still.

"I missed you, Alastor."

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"I missed you too."

He finally admitted, his tail wagging slowly. Vox noticed this and leaned on Alastor a bit more, slightly leaning him over. "Is it too early to say I love you?" Vox asked, wrapping his arm around Alastor's waist. Alastor put his hand on Vox's screen and pushed him away, his face going a bright red. "Yes."

Vox pouts, biting Alastor's hand. Alastor gasped, pulling his hand away, with Vox following and toppling over Alastor. He was too close to the edge, and ended up falling off the bed. Alastor hits his head on the ground and he lets out a groan, his legs still on the bed, and Vox faceplanting into Alastor's face, making his nose honk. "Owh!"