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HIS EYES ARE LIKE ANGELS !

⋆˚꩜.ᐟ : including — cutesy hcs! [౨ৎ] synopsis: alucard tepes as a lover [♡₊˚ ♕]: her highness's decree: if it wasn't obvious alr I have a thing for soft spoken intelligent, gentleman-like men.

‧₊˚⇢♡ a gentleman doesn't even begin to describe just how sweet he is to you.

considering Alucard was already well-mannered and more than polite before meeting you, once he falls for you (becoming immediately smitten), he's somehow even more so.

His tone becoming impossibly more gentler when talking to you, opening doors for you, pulling your your chair out for you, positioning himself in front of you at the first hint of trouble (even if you're a fighter/magic wielder).

‧₊˚⇢♡ attentive to every facet of your being.

he's very conscious of himself to ensure he isn't just staring at you but you do make it quite hard not to. Whenever you play with your hair in deep thought, the way your smile always meets your eyes, the way you silently gaze into the distance when you reminisce.

It's all so..mesmerizing—you are mesmerizing.

So while it pains the dhampir to have to tear his eyes away from you at times so as not to make you feel uncomfortableit is very tempting to not want to see every expression your beautiful face makes.

‧₊˚⇢♡ calls you "beloved", "dearest" "flower", and "my love."

Alucard is such a naturally affectionate man once he's in love that pet names become second nature to him. However, it still is so cute how he was slightly hesitant to call you anything initially usually referring to you by name—until it just slipped out.

Your breath catches for a moment, looking up at the blond from your place beside him on one of the library's plush velvet settees.

The castle is quiet around you, save for the occasional crackle from the fireplace and the soft rustle of pages turning. Warm afternoon sunlight filters through the tall windows, painting streaks of gold across the bookshelves and illuminating the dust motes drifting lazily through the air.

You'd spent the better part of the afternoon curled up together.

Your book long forgotten in your lap as you leaned comfortably against his shoulder, your head nestled against him while he read.

It was one of your favorite places to be.

Close enough to hear the steady rhythm of his breathing.

You were tracing absent patterns along the edge of your page when Alucard finally spoke. "Would you like some tea, my love?"

The word leaves his lips so naturally that neither of you seem to process it at first.

Your eyes widened slightly and you could feel Alucard stiffen slightly besides you. His gaze lowering from the book in his hand to where your head is resting on his shoulder. An adorable, light blush creeping on his pale cheeks. "Forgive me," he says quietly, setting his book aside perhaps a little too quickly. "I did not mean to presume."

The bashfulness in his voice is almost unfairly sweet, so you straighten slightly, lifting your head from his shoulder to shake your head with a soft smile. "You didn't. I don't mind you calling me that—it's sweet."

For a moment, Alucard simply looks at you. Golden eyes searching your face as though trying to determine whether you're merely being kind. When he realizes you're sincere, some of the tension leaves his shoulders.

Barely noticeable.

"I'm glad," he says quietly. His voice is softer now, the afternoon sunlight catching against the pale strands of his hair as he looks at you, and you're suddenly struck by how unfairly beautiful he is.

Especially like this.

The realization makes your smile widen slightly. "Can I call you something too?"

His brows lift. "Something?"

You nod.

"You wish to give me a pet name?"

"Well, yes."

You tilt your head. "If you're going to call me things like my love and beloved, I think I should get one too."

A quiet laugh escapes him then. "I suppose that is fair."

‧₊˚⇢♡ guides you with a hand at your back through crowded towns, unfamiliar roads and in more sketchy parts of wood

Whether you're walking through a crowded marketplace, entering a room, or simply moving through the halls of the castle together, Alucard always seems to find his place just slightly behind your shoulder.

One hand resting lightly at the small of your back.

Never possessive. More so a subtle, discreet gesture. One that many don't notice on first glance.

Like no matter where you are, he'll make certain nothing reaches you first.

₊˚⇢♡ is constantly making sure you're comfortable.

Perhaps it's because he's spent so much of his life caring for others, and caring for you is not much different nor a chore. Though it's probably because the sweet way you breathe a 'thank you Adrian,' or 'you're always so kind thank you my love.' Has him quick to whatever you need to hear those lovely again.

If you're cold, a cloak is draped over your shoulders before you can mention it.

If you're tired, he's already suggesting you rest.

If you're hungry, he's quietly finding a source of food for you.

Half the time, you don't even realize something was bothering you until he's already taken care of it.

And when you thank so softly like the angel you are?

He simply smiles.

‧₊˚⇢♡ always reaches for you in his sleep.

Alucard sleeps lightly by nature. Years of solitude and danger made certain of that. Yet slowly but surely, after sharing a bed with you, over time it's been increasingly easier to sleep soundly next to you.

Primarily because you fall asleep holding his hand.

You always knew that he carried a weight most people could scarcely imagine. The loss of his parents. His complicated love for his father. The loneliness. The years spent wandering with burdens that were never truly his to carry.

You knew there were nights his sleep wasn't peaceful.

So when you'd first begun sharing a bed, you'd made a habit of reaching for his hand before falling asleep. Not because you were afraid to sleep alone. But because you never wanted him to face even his nightmares alone ever again.

The first time you'd done it, he'd looked almost comforted yet confused. Glancing down at your intertwined fingers before looking back at you. Yet he hadn't pulled away.

And after that, it simply became part of your routine.

Until one evening, months later, as candlelight flickered softly across your shared chambers, Alucard spoke just as you were settling beneath the blankets.

"My love?"

His voice was unusually hesitant.

You immediately looked up from where you'd been adjusting the covers. "Yes?"

For a moment, he seemed almost uncertain.

Golden eyes lowering briefly.

Then—

"Would you be comfortable with..." He paused, clearly searching for the words. "Me holding you while we slept?"

A warm smile glaced your lips as your nodded, "Of course, sweetheart."

Once settled into bed, Alucard's arm settled carefully around your waist as though he were handling something precious. Slowly relaxing into you only after you had done so yourself, and once he did, it was almost as though he could finally breathe properly.

Now, months later, Alucard rarely even realizes he's doing it.

You'll wake in the middle of the night to find yourself tucked securely against his chest. One arm wrapped around your waist. His hand resting over yours. Sometimes his face buried lightly in your hair.

Other times, when nightmares try to find him, you'll feel it. The unconscious way his fingers search across the mattress. The way he reaches for you even while asleep.

Seeking warmth.

And the moment he finds you, his body relaxes. The tension leaves his shoulders. His breathing evens out once more.

♡ princessxmin please do not alter, copy or translate my work !

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