I'll Be Seeing You {RadioDust}

Chapter 43

~Birthday in the server! Wooooo!!!~

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Friday, August 3rd, 1923
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Anthony and Alastor took their time cleaning up, both of them being relatively tired after their exerting engagements that afternoon. As for the time, Alastor wasn't sure what it was exactly, but he was confident that it wasn't too late meaning his mother wouldn't be home yet for a while still.

"Do you need anything for the pain?"
Alastor asked, looking over to Anthony as they sat on the edge of the now clean bed, the towel that they had been using earlier out of the room.
"I can imagine that it's quite uncomfortable. I apologize for that."

Once half-dressed again and set to relax, of course, as soon as Anthony sat down, he immediately needed to move out of that position, instead slowly moving so he was laying on his stomach.
"Hey-"
He huffed, gently nudging Alastor with his foot.
"I knew what I was gettin' into so don't be apologizin' for nothin'."
He then looked back at him and sighed with a small smile.
"Painkillers would be real nice though."
He finally answered.

The taller man gave a small grin, nodding at his words.
"Alright. I won't be five minutes."
Reaching out for Anthony's head, Alastor lovingly ran his fingers through the blonde's hair before standing up, looking back at the other as he exited the room and began to make his way downstairs to get Anthony some painkillers and water.

As they were cleaning up, Alastor had gotten a look at the scars on  Anthony's back. They were old, but it still hurt him to see that his lover had gone through it in the first place. He didn't ask questions about them, not wanting to pry into that obviously unpleasant event. He also got a better look at the new wound on Anthony's left calf from being shot. He wasn't sure how he felt about that one, but it definitely put things into true perspective of the true dangers Anthony was in back home. It did make Alastor feel quite helpless in the sense that there was nothing anyone could do about any of it. It worried him, but he knew not to dwell on it for now. Anthony was safe here.

Anthony gave a small chuckle and sighed, watching as Alastor left the room. While he waited, he took this time to reflect and think about everything that had happened and simply appreciate everything for what it was.
Closing his eyes, the blonde took a deep breath and kept himself relaxed, but not to the point he was going to fall asleep. He wanted to wait for Alastor to return first so they could nap within each other's arms.

Alastor wasn't gone long at all, just as promised. Within a few minutes, some painkillers and a glass of water in hand, he was returning to his room, nose scrunching slightly at the rather indiscreet sweaty smell that lingered in the air.

"Here you are."
He called out, passing the items over, noticing that Anthony had his eyes closed.

Anthony opened his eyes and looked up at Alastor with a smile before sitting up to the best of his ability without causing more discomfort.
"Thanks."
He nodded, taking the small pill between his left index finger and thumb, he popped it in his mouth and took the glass of water with his right, having a few sips of it, then set the glass down and got comfortable again.

Before he joined his lover, Alastor briefly walked over to the window, peeking through the curtain and opening his window now so the room could get some air. Once done though, he was quickly returning to Anthony's side, shuffling onto the bed beside him.

Anthony scooted over a bit so his lover could fit properly and smiled.
"Gunna take a nap with me now?"

Alastor flopped down flat onto his back once the other moved over, arms folding behind his head to act as a pillow as he looked over at the blonde.
"There's nothing I want more."
And that was the absolute truth. They were both exhausted, so what better way to spend the rest of their afternoon together than to simply be asleep in each other's arms. It certainly sounded like bliss to the brunette.