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NOAH ISAACS

Albert Wesker. Pharmaceutical Research and Development. This surely won't end poorly.

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[scythegun]

Oh!

[...He should probably give it back, huh...]

Well, I'll give it back if you want it... but yes, I'm fine holding onto it for a little while longer.

[It's just... nice, okay...]

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...Do you like having it?

[At least he doesn't sound like he thinks it's weird.]

[scythegun]

...Yes.

[Eye contact is suddenly very difficult.]

It's... nice. I don't really know if I can explain it...

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...You can keep it, if you'd like.

[He sounds entirely serious.]

It doesn't take emotional damage anymore, from the sound of it, and it doesn't hurt at all to be apart from it. If you want to keep it with you, I trust you with it entirely.

[scythegun]

Ah, really...?

[He knows Wesker wouldn't offer unless he was serious.]

...Thank you. I really appreciate it.

[He has no idea why this is making him feel so shy, but here we are.]

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If it makes you happy, I want you to have it.

[He means it, okay.]

[scythegun]

You really are so kind to me... I promise I'll take good care of it.

[...]

Oh, do you want to hold onto mine? Not that you have to, of course, but I thought I'd at least offer...

[He's not usually this awkward, just. Give him a bit, he'll sort himself out.]

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[...You know, he suddenly thinks he understands why this is a little awkward for you.]

...Can I see it for a while, at least?

[scythegun]

[At least you get it...]

Yes, of course.

[His is in the nightstand on his side of the bed, he'll retrieve it quickly enough. Unlike Wesker's, it's fully intact without any cracks or signs of wear. It's red, the exact same shade of bright red as the blastia. Jaeger hands it over easily.]

Here you are. I don't particularly have any use for it, so if you want to hold onto it, I don't mind.

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[He'll take it carefully, just...holding onto it for a while; this is...it's strange, but he can't say he doesn't like it any. It's...nice.]

...I'll take care of it, then, if you'll allow that.

[scythegun]

[That actually gets him to relax a little. It's still sort of awkward, but it's a good sort of awkward.]

Yes, of course. I'd... I'd like that.

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I would like that as well.

[This is... There's something about it that's leaving him feeling breathless and almost shy; when he averts his gaze, it has nothing to do with trying to hide his eyes this time.]

...Thank you. For this.

[scythegun]

Ah, you don't have to thank me. Really, I should be thanking you. I didn't realize how important this would be to me.

[But it is, it's incredibly important. It's one of the most precious gifts he's ever been given.]

So thank you.

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...I didn't realize this would mean so much.

[He certainly can't deny that it does, though.]

I really am glad that it could make you this happy.

[scythegun]

Of course it does. This is... it's very important to me. As I said, I'll take good care of it!

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...I'll make sure nothing happens to yours.

[...]

Mine has been holding up surprisingly well, despite the damage; it survived Magatus like that. So it's fairly resilient. I know it will be fine with you, regardless.

[scythegun]

I'm glad to hear that. I promise I'll take good care of it.

[He's looking at the heart stone instead of Wesker, but he looks immensely pleased. It's more subdued than usual, and he still looks a little shy about the whole thing, but this really has pleased him.]

Thank you. I know mine's in good hands as well! I won't let anything happen to yours.

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[He'll reach out then, letting his fingers run gently through Jaeger's hair; he's content to remain quiet for a moment, really - this entire thing feels strangely intimate, and it's unfamiliar but it's good, striking him fairly hard in a way that things usually don't mowadays.]

[scythegun]

[That'll get him to look up and he'll lean into the hair-playing immediately. It gets him to laugh after a moment, though the sound's quiet and sort of nervous, of all things. He'll settle easily enough, though.]

...I love you so much, Albert.

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I love you too.

[It's quiet, but it's obvious that he's pleased, deeply so; he isn't stopping with the hair-playing.]

Always.

[scythegun]

Always.

[He's quiet for a moment, and when he speaks up again his words are quick, like he can't get them out fast enough.]

I really am so happy to be with you, Albert. I haven't been this happy in a long time and I love you so much... Thank you. For everything.

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[He laughs a little at that, the sound light and soft.]

You always have been good at making sure I know things like that.

[He's quiet for a moment, though the silence isn't an uncomfortable one.]

You really are the best thing that's ever happened to me, you know. Even when things are difficult, it's always worth it to be able to be here with you.

[scythegun]

It was frustrating, not being able to express it in the way I wanted for so long. I'm really happy I can manage it now.

[Which is part of the reason why he says it so much. Wesker's always known, but he still feels like he has to make up for lost time.]

I feel the same way, you know. Things can certainly be difficult, but it's always worth it. I'm happiest when I'm with you, and I want nothing more than to stay with you forever.

[manufactured]

[Forever...]

I'd like that.

[scythegun]

So would I. I can't think of anything I want more.