[At first blush, it's almost the kind of thing that sounds like it ought to be a joke, except that the more he thinks about it the more he realizes that it really isn't. He knows — some of how it feels for Adrian, sort of, between their long talks about a vampire's nature and what it means for their relationships, and Adrian's fears of becoming his father, and why "need" isn't the figurative concept that it is when it falls from human lips. He's borrowed Adrian's vampire nature before and he remembers that feeling, the overwhelming all-encompassing devotion, how Kakyoin had said come home and he was already going because there was nothing else he could possibly have done but give him what he wanted.
But that's not the same thing as being in love with him. He doesn't understand that, and he never could.
Of the three of them, he's always liked himself least, after all.]
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[At first blush, it's almost the kind of thing that sounds like it ought to be a joke, except that the more he thinks about it the more he realizes that it really isn't. He knows — some of how it feels for Adrian, sort of, between their long talks about a vampire's nature and what it means for their relationships, and Adrian's fears of becoming his father, and why "need" isn't the figurative concept that it is when it falls from human lips. He's borrowed Adrian's vampire nature before and he remembers that feeling, the overwhelming all-encompassing devotion, how Kakyoin had said come home and he was already going because there was nothing else he could possibly have done but give him what he wanted.
But that's not the same thing as being in love with him. He doesn't understand that, and he never could.
Of the three of them, he's always liked himself least, after all.]
What's so wonderful about it, anyway?