I'll Be Seeing You {RadioDust}

Chapter 39

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Thursday, August 2nd, 1923
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It was dark out, well into the night when Alastor found himself waking up with a quiet groan, lifting his head, finding his arms around Anthony who was still softly snoring away. A few hours at most must have passed, Alastor having fallen asleep with Anthony in his arms, the two of them sound asleep in each other's embraces.
Looking around the darkened room, the man slowly managed to maneuver himself to sit up and off the bed, hoping to not disturb the blonde too much.
He wanted to check to see if his mother was home safely and to get something to snack on since he was quite hungry.

Luckily Anthony had gone undisturbed but was reluctant to let Alastor leave, giving him a bit of a fight but eventually settled on cuddling with a pillow in the man's place.

Once Alastor had gone downstairs, the home was dark, but there were two plates of food left on the table.
Amélie had made both Alastor and Anthony some food, seeing as they all had a late lunch.

The man smiled upon seeing the plates, making a mental note to thank his mother when she woke up in the morning.
Grabbing both of the plates, he knew that it was quite improper to be eating in a bedroom, but Anthony had come here to relax and Alastor was off on vacation from work for two weeks as well.
So, with the two plates of food and needed cutlery in hand, he quietly snuck his way back upstairs to his room, turning on the dim lamp that was on his desk so there was some light.
Moving back to his bed, Alastor set the two plates aside and gently tapped Anthony twice.

The blonde immediately began to stir as his body realized something was off compared to how he'd fallen asleep, his face scrunching and eyes squeezing shut before blinking them open with a soft groan.
It took another moment for him to process where he was and that he was holding a pillow instead of his partner.

Turning his head, his eyes finally focused on Alastor in the dim light as a small smile came to his lips.
"Ciao..."
He mumbled.

Alastor smiled softly, stretching his arms out behind his head as took the pillow that Anthony had been holding, and pushed behind himself so he could sit up properly.
"Did you sleep well, my dear? I think we were both out cold for quite a while. Four hours at least."

Anthony rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up with a soft hum.
"Best sleep I've had in a while, I can say that much."
He replied, looking around for a moment and then back to Alastor.
"How about you, amore?"
That felt a little weird to say, but a nice kind of weird.

Alastor hummed in turn, huffing a laugh at the word Anthony had used, having a good idea of what it meant.
"I'm very good, thank you. I must have not known I was so tired, but it was a refreshing sleep nonetheless."
He nodded before bringing the attention over to the food that was just on the table to the side of his bed.
"I believe Mama made supper earlier and left us some. I brought it up, presuming you didn't really want to get up."

Anthony was in the midst of once again rubbing his face in hopes that it would wake him up a little more. The mention of Alastor's mother made him pause and lower his hands slowly.
"Wouldn't... that mean she saw us? Or didja get up b'fore then and make it look like we weren't-"

Alastor waved his hand with a shake of his head, thinking nothing of it.
"She most likely saw your shoes out on the porch and knew you were here."
He then nodded.
"She would have knocked if she knew I was in here, and I would have woken up. Don't worry, she didn't see us."

Anthony slowly nodded, bringing a hand up to run his fingers through his hair as he came down from his mild panic.
"Right... okay."
He sighed.
"What time is it?"