[Even Albert is amazed that he's found some measure of happiness here. It seems impossible, but he really is content with certain aspects of his life, and one of those aspects happens to be his romantic pursuits. God forbid his dear brothers find out he's courting more than one person... But he's glad that at least Louis seems to understand, or at least accept more than William has.
They should know by now, Albert thinks, believes with his whole heart, that he's theirs before anyone else's. He's killed for them and with them, after all. No one can take away a bond forged in blood, no matter how hard they try. Albert will always find his way back to William and Louis.
His smile only grows as he sees Louis smile back.]
Nonsense. You'll always be my favorite cook. [And Albert at least has the decency to admit:] I haven't been letting him take care of me, though. Not as much as I probably should have. I am still rather hopeless in the kitchen, and I'm keeping the local restaurants quite well employed.
[Opening his hand, he places it on the table for Louis to take. It's nonsense for him to not reach out when he can.]
Please, Louis. Don't shy away from me. I'm still yours, and William's.
[And then he looks wistful, if only just.]
I went to see him, yes. I wanted to tell him some things I'd kept hidden. I stayed for a while, and it was quite the emotional affair, on my part. But he soothed me and understood me better than I even understand myself. I have this... unfortunate tendency to make things too stark in my mind, when subtlety is more called for. You know that about me.
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They should know by now, Albert thinks, believes with his whole heart, that he's theirs before anyone else's. He's killed for them and with them, after all. No one can take away a bond forged in blood, no matter how hard they try. Albert will always find his way back to William and Louis.
His smile only grows as he sees Louis smile back.]
Nonsense. You'll always be my favorite cook. [And Albert at least has the decency to admit:] I haven't been letting him take care of me, though. Not as much as I probably should have. I am still rather hopeless in the kitchen, and I'm keeping the local restaurants quite well employed.
[Opening his hand, he places it on the table for Louis to take. It's nonsense for him to not reach out when he can.]
Please, Louis. Don't shy away from me. I'm still yours, and William's.
[And then he looks wistful, if only just.]
I went to see him, yes. I wanted to tell him some things I'd kept hidden. I stayed for a while, and it was quite the emotional affair, on my part. But he soothed me and understood me better than I even understand myself. I have this... unfortunate tendency to make things too stark in my mind, when subtlety is more called for. You know that about me.