[Minato's shoulders sag with relief — who knew all he needed were a few simple reassurances? It felt like tons and tons were falling off of him, as though he'd been Atlas taking on the weight of the world only to have it all lifted way at once, and he slumps forward to rest his cheek against the crook of Alucard's neck, a soft smile pressing against his skin. Talking to someone... was nicer than he thought it would be.]
Thank you. This means... a lot. For you to be here for me.
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Thank you. This means... a lot. For you to be here for me.