a little intoxication - locked to j_bezarius

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Sleep. It was something the two of them had done for most of the day and into the early evening. Beside each other, wrapped in the arms of one another. Vincent didn't mind. After all, he loved him almost as much as he loved his brother Gilbert. And without Gil being at the hotel for Vince to dote over, he was left spending ample time with Jack. In many ways, the Vessalius was his better half. However, at nine in the evening, Vincent finally couldn't sleep any longer. He nudged Jack's shoulder and watched him for a few seconds before speaking.

"Jack?"