[And here was Sebastian, sitting on the floor with his legs crossed and in a room of Whipstaff Manor. Except, this room didn't look like all the others, this room was different, WAY different. The normally Victorian and lavish rooms in the manor were nothing like this one, no, this one was zebra stripped with assortments of large cats, then on the
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Because you're my friend.
[He said it very, very quietly, almost questioning. Theirs was an odd sort of relationship, but people who trusted one another -- after all, Sebastian had cared for him when he was sick, pulled him out of the ocean, and frequently helped him -- well, he couldn't lie and say "because you're useful" like a less forthcoming person would. However, it sounded almost childish in his ears. "Friend"]
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The finger running down the others spine stopped, his hands moving to the boy's hips and merely giving them a little squeeze in comfort as he gave off a nod in understanding. Sebastian could tell Alphonse wanted to say something else, and if the demon had his way, soon than later he was going to get the boy to say it.]
I understand, Mr. Alphonse, and agree with you.....friend.
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Even so, he didn't quite pull away, but he leaned back against the desk, tipping his head up to look at the demon's face. He knew he was flushed, but there was no use hiding it. So long as he didn't say it out loud, it was okay, right?]
... Sebastian, other than read and play with the cats, do you have anything you like to do? Maybe something that I can help with?
I haven't thanked you properly yet.
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The statement made him give off a shocked look, Alphonse was asking him what he liked? And in that manner? Well, if Alphonse only knew. He couldn't think of anything that Al would give up, not at this time anyways. So he merely shook his head, giving off a small sigh as he pulled away from the embrace and sat back down in his chair.]
No, Mr. Alphonse. Did I not inform you that I do not need anything? You have already given me shelter, that is enough.
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All he'd really do would just... be getting in the way.
Al wriggled his toes slowly in his shoes, listening to the ticking of the grandfather clock Sebastian had somehow gotten to work, fighting down a crazy urge to go hug him. He looked so... oddly down. Finally he sighed, threw caution to the winds, and walked around the back of Sebastian's chair, sliding his arms around his shoulders from behind to give him a hug. No reason. Just because.]
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Al-Alphonse?
[He merely looked back at the boy over his shoulder, not really sure what to make of this situation.]
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He gave the butler a small squeeze, eyes still closed, and whispered,]
Uh-huh?
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Giving off a small sigh, Sebastian merely shook his head, smiling genuinely as he relaxed his head back against Al's chest.]
It's nothing, Mr. Alphonse....nothing at all.
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