Lestat gives him more than he asked for. Gives him this declaration. He's been sparing with confessions of love, maybe a concession to Louis' tight rope walk, balancing distance with the demands of this place, pushing them together over and over.
Hearing it now, Louis is quiet. He takes Lestat's face in his hands, brings him back up to kiss.
Can't say it back. Still frozen, still locked away inside his body. But he kisses Lestat so, so softly.
"You and me," Louis repeats. "Ain't nothing going to change it."
Nothing had. All those long years apart, Louis had done nothing but love him. It is woven so deeply into his body, nothing could change it.
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Hearing it now, Louis is quiet. He takes Lestat's face in his hands, brings him back up to kiss.
Can't say it back. Still frozen, still locked away inside his body. But he kisses Lestat so, so softly.
"You and me," Louis repeats. "Ain't nothing going to change it."
Nothing had. All those long years apart, Louis had done nothing but love him. It is woven so deeply into his body, nothing could change it.