He lets them both fall back, unable to help but nuzzle against him again, cheeks pink and heart pounding. He lifts his hand, unable to resist, and gently lets his fingers caress a cheek. It's the most daring he's been, he thinks, since his birthday, but he can't help himself. Not with those words singing in his head.
"I already am." Astre's voice is soft and he still smiles for him but there's no hesitance. Just trust and adoration. "If that's what you want, I'm only too happy to make it reality for you."
Even if he might normally argue that he is at peace. Finally, years after his families deaths and his contract broken, he's at peace. He has Undertaker and they have a cozy home. And they're happy.
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Date: 2021-04-20 06:58 am (UTC)"I already am." Astre's voice is soft and he still smiles for him but there's no hesitance. Just trust and adoration. "If that's what you want, I'm only too happy to make it reality for you."
Even if he might normally argue that he is at peace. Finally, years after his families deaths and his contract broken, he's at peace. He has Undertaker and they have a cozy home. And they're happy.