#vasche still sounds very much like him XDD and you got alec to a t as always!

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This was SO good and so sweet and it's lovely to read your writing again! I couldn't help it but I got the bug to try and scribble a little comic to go along with this! I couldn't capture the inner monologues or more subtle emotions but this was just too lovely and I had to draw this!

Ello! For those prompts, "❛ a sky full of stars, and i’d still watch you. ❜" is just really pretty sounding for anyone you want to write about!

You know I had to figure out how to make Vasche say something romantic while still sounding like Vasche! Alec is yours, of course!

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“You’re not looking at the sky?”

Alec’s question came from Vasche’s side, where the other man was tucked beneath his wing.

“I’ve seen the sky thousands of times,” Vasche explained, a hint of impatience creeping through his voice. “And I’ve seen it in places and times much better than this. I don’t care about the moon or stars or how beautiful they’re supposed to be anymore.”

He sighed, letting the annoyance drop away to be replaced by something softer. His gaze shifted, now fully ignoring the view in favor of what was right in front of him. After so many years, such long, deep, dreamless sleep, he’d found something more spectacular than the whole expanse of the sky above.

“A sky full of stars, and I’d still rather watch you.”

Vasche watched the change in Alec’s posture, first tightening, like he intended to curl away and hide from the words; then softening, relaxing into comfort found nestled under Vasche’s wing. He wondered not for the first time why Alec’s first instinct was to recoil from kindness, and vowed yet again to destroy whatever the cause was, once he found out.

“That’s romantic, coming from you.” Alec chanced a peek up at Vasche’s face, the ghost of a playful smile hovering along his lips.

“I am sometimes,” Vasche replied, and pulled his wing in tight, bringing Alec closer to his side with it. “To people who deserve it.”

Alec made a sound somewhere between a laugh and sigh. He might not believe it yet, but Vasche had a very, very long time ahead of him to change his mind.