vampire psl continuation

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[It’s been a few months since Gil started dating Aether. After his boyfriend moved in, it was surprisingly easy to adjust. He’s already basically nocturnal, and it didn't take him long to get used to living with another person. He'd always thought he'd be perfectly fine living alone, but now he can't imagine not living with Aether.]

Meant to be...

[He smiles as he withdraws his keys. He's still is in awe Aether is a vampire. There are times he forgets, until he realizes it's been a while since he drank blood, or he catches his fangs. Did that mean other vampires existed? Unlocking the door, he enters their apartment.]

Aether? Are you home?

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A hunter?

[Those exist? Gil pales, reaching for Aether's hand. It hurts, hearing that tremble in his voice.]

You can drink from my wrist, but-- is there anything that makes a hunter stand out? Equipment? How they act?

[He needs to confront them. Just hoping they'll decide Aether isn't a vampire is too much of a risk.]

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[This is the kind of reaction he was worried about the most. He frowns, shaking his head, not because he doesn't have an idea of how to identify a hunter, but because he doesn't want Gil to get hurt.]

Please, stay calm! And... don't go looking for them. It's not safe.

[He squeezes Gil's hand, then tries to direct him to the couch to sit down.]

It'll be fine... maybe they will go away if I keep a low profile. I'm not even sure if it's really a hunter there anyway!

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But we need more information!

[He wants to look out the window. He wants to leave the apartment and track down whoever's hunting Aether. But he follows him to the couch. He struck him as someone who wouldn't say something like this unless he was sure.]

Have you gone through this before...?

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[He doesn't let go of Gil's hand even as they both sit down on the couch. There's a guilty look on his face.]

I... have. Yes.

[His frown is deep.]

I moved to a different place, tried to lose them. I thought I was pretty good at that. [He tries to laugh about it. It looks like he was mistaken.]

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[Gil stares at Aether. As he explains, his expression goes from worried to sad. He shakes his head, pulling Aether close.]

You shouldn't have to move. Or hide! That's no way to live, and I don't want you to be in danger.

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[He's easily brought closer.]

I... I don't want to move either. I don't want to uproot your life... but I suppose I already brought chaos into it.

[He wishes there was an easier solution to this problem than escape.]

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[He's quiet.]

...Before we met, my life was so gloomy. I don't mind moving. I'd move as many times as we need. But-- but I want to make sure you're truly safe.

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Gil...

[He reaches out to touch the other's face gently.]

But what if we'd have to keep running away all the time? I don't want you to change places over and over again because of me. Having... a home is important.

[He understands that all too well. He once had a place he called "home" too.]