it's so loud inside my head

[selfdeluded]

[It had been nearly a week since Allen had returned home only for his roommate to tell him that he'd been missing for days. Honestly, most of it was still hazy in his head - there were so many things rattling around up there anymore that it wasn't entirely surprising that he couldn't make sense of what was his anymore and what wasn't. ...But he

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[historyandblood]

[You're catching Vampvi just as he's getting ready to flop down into his bed. He freezes mid-way through bracing his knee on the edge of the four-poster bed, and offers Allen a confused sort of look.]

[Bro, you sound awful.]

Allen?

[selfdeluded]

[Doesn't he know it. He keeps slipping, falling into the fire and watching his sire burn and the person he cared about so much dying, and then pulling out of it, and then falling back in all over again. Allen closes the door and leans his back against it, silent for a moment as he watches Lavi with a horrified sort of expectancy.

Waiting, perhaps, to see if he would catch fire and turn to ash all over again.

But nothing happens, and Allen sucks in a breath-- he takes one step, then another, and then forgoes the walking all together, practically launching across the room to tackle Lavi and land on the bed with him.]

[historyandblood]

[He meets Allen's gaze and falls into a statue-stillness, puzzled at the writhing coming from under all that ticking. Whatever Allen saw, it horrified him, and that is alarming in itself. What could do that to another vampire to make them this scared?]

[Of course, nothing happens, and Lavi is still as a statue.]

[At least until he's launched into, and he makes a confused sort of sound when his back meets the bed.]

[selfdeluded]

[One arm is wrapped around Lavi before he even lands, and when he does Allen immediately brings his nose up into the other vampire's hair, trying to find even the slightest trace of the scent of burning flesh, or lingering bits of plaster, anything. The other hand is up, holding on to Lavi's face, part to hold it still and part just to make sure he's really, honest-to-god there.

His nose trails down to Lavi's temple, over his cheek bone, and down to his jaw, where he can see the scar on his sire's neck... and Allen lets out a shuddering breath, plopping his head down next to Lavi's.] You're okay...