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Alastor and Vox had slowly formed quite the friendship over the decades. Quality company was rare these days, and despite his initial standoffishness, Alastor actually now looked forward to the picture-box’s company. Not that he’d ever tell him that. Vox, for his part, was head over heels in love with the untouchable Radio Demon. No one needed to tell him that telling Alastor was a terrible idea, so on his end, he swore to never tell him that. They drink, they laugh, they enjoy each other’s company. Vox didn’t know what made him do it, he knew it was a bad idea. Maybe it was the uncharacteristic softness of Alastor’s expression. Maybe it was the way his ears, usually held proudly upright, drooped to either side in his drunkenness. Maybe it was the unfairly musical sound of Alastor’s laugh, at something Vox said, that made the storm in his chest absolutely churn. Maybe it was all of those things, but in a moment of hazy judgment, freer hands, and Alastor’s scent tickling his senses, Vox kisses him. Alastor, to both of their shock, doesn’t… hate it. He begins to learn a lot about himself.

Fics like Keeping Secrets

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