Louis "I almost ate my nephew" de Pointe du Lac (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
interviewee) wrote2024-11-23 01:36 pm
interviewee) wrote2024-11-23 01:36 pm
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[Lestat nods thoughtlessly, trying to avoid invasive thoughts, focusing himself on Louis alone and his gentle offer.]
I would like that very much.
[With a soft, fond smile, he asks:]
What will you read to me?
I would like that very much.
[With a soft, fond smile, he asks:]
What will you read to me?
I'm reading through Sense and Sensibility and Strange Cocks.
[Don't judge him. There's not much in terms of reading material here in the City. What he wouldn't give for a nice non-fiction piece.]
[Don't judge him. There's not much in terms of reading material here in the City. What he wouldn't give for a nice non-fiction piece.]
[In spite of the seriousness of the day, that does earn a chuckle, surprised and genuine. With a small smile, he teases:]
I'm sure it will make for informative reading material.
I'm sure it will make for informative reading material.
Don't mock me. Erotica is all we have to read.
[He starts to make his way up the stairs, looking back at Lestat.]
[He starts to make his way up the stairs, looking back at Lestat.]
[Lestat chuckles softly, following Louis only a step behind as they stride up the stairs.]
Who is mocking, cher? I do so like hearing you read filth to me. I learn so many new vulgarities when you do.
Who is mocking, cher? I do so like hearing you read filth to me. I learn so many new vulgarities when you do.
[Louis chuckles as he heads up into the wardrobe and begins to change into his bedclothes.]
I'm sure they've got plenty of books on those too.
I'm sure they've got plenty of books on those too.
Mm, then you shall have to read those to me as well, non?
[He says the words softly, idly teasing as he strips down and starts to change into his own sleeping clothes in turn -- with one of Louis' hoodies, as well, for extra warmth.]
[He says the words softly, idly teasing as he strips down and starts to change into his own sleeping clothes in turn -- with one of Louis' hoodies, as well, for extra warmth.]
I will. [Louis replies with a smile. He lifts the bedframe for the coffin underneath before he reaches over for the book in question.] We'll get through this.
We will.
[After all, hadn't they already lived through it? They'd been present for the entire lifespan of Claudia, from her rebirth through undeath through ash. This was a new lens, a new layer to the tale, but the tale had happened, even if it rattled them and kicked up the grief that still sat under their skin.
When they've both settled into the coffin, he curls against Louis' side, leaning his head against his chest to hear the reassuring rhythm of his heartbeat. So long as that remains, he can manage the rest, whatever tides of emotions they bring.]
[After all, hadn't they already lived through it? They'd been present for the entire lifespan of Claudia, from her rebirth through undeath through ash. This was a new lens, a new layer to the tale, but the tale had happened, even if it rattled them and kicked up the grief that still sat under their skin.
When they've both settled into the coffin, he curls against Louis' side, leaning his head against his chest to hear the reassuring rhythm of his heartbeat. So long as that remains, he can manage the rest, whatever tides of emotions they bring.]
[Louis curls an arm around Lestat and presses a kiss to the top of his golden hair. He can hear Lestat's heartbeat as well, loud and present as Louis reaches up to close the coffin around them. They can make it through this caveat to their own story. Even if it hurts more than Louis can describe.]
[At some point near the holiday, Louis may find a small present left for him in very elaborate wrapping paper and a lovely ribbon bow. Attached to it is a card that reads:]
A small something for my most beloved husband. It has been some years since I have composed something, and I thought that most tragic when I have such a muse in my presence. I hope you enjoy it, and know how much you inspire me in every way, my most beautiful companion.
Love,
Your adoring husband
[Inside is a vinyl record, one with Louis' name inscribed on the label. The music it plays is a sweet, lilting piano piece, with several motifs used from 'Come To Me' and yet still an original, more modern-sounding song.]
A small something for my most beloved husband. It has been some years since I have composed something, and I thought that most tragic when I have such a muse in my presence. I hope you enjoy it, and know how much you inspire me in every way, my most beautiful companion.
Love,
Your adoring husband
[Inside is a vinyl record, one with Louis' name inscribed on the label. The music it plays is a sweet, lilting piano piece, with several motifs used from 'Come To Me' and yet still an original, more modern-sounding song.]
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