There is some quality in Lestat's voice, his face, even the way he reaches out to touch, that makes Louis want to fold him back into his arms again.
How had he forgotten?
He had been so lost, for so long.
Overwhelming now, to feel so much all at once.
The question catches him off-guard. Uncertain of what he needs, what he would ask of Lestat. Has a memory of them sunk into their claw-footed tub together, a lifetime ago. They are far from those days.
"Help with my back," is what Louis decides on, even as his fingers curl gently around Lestat's arm. Coax him into an adjustment, the two of them side by side under the spray as Louis reaches for the shampoo bottle. "I'll be quick, then we can get out."
Though maybe it'd be simpler to stay in here, where they are separated out from all the conversations that they should have.
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How had he forgotten?
He had been so lost, for so long.
Overwhelming now, to feel so much all at once.
The question catches him off-guard. Uncertain of what he needs, what he would ask of Lestat. Has a memory of them sunk into their claw-footed tub together, a lifetime ago. They are far from those days.
"Help with my back," is what Louis decides on, even as his fingers curl gently around Lestat's arm. Coax him into an adjustment, the two of them side by side under the spray as Louis reaches for the shampoo bottle. "I'll be quick, then we can get out."
Though maybe it'd be simpler to stay in here, where they are separated out from all the conversations that they should have.