[armand]

[brightyoungreporter]

Daniel, historically speaking, is terrible at this. He'd been a shitty boyfriend, and then a shitty husband; dates were either the standard dinner and a movie, or more likely, centered around whatever story he was chasing.

The only time in his life that he suspects he might have been any good at romance is the part of his life that's been erased, and no shortage of irony here, by the vampire he's trying to woo tonight.

(He's aware he should give more of a fuck about that, but he just doesn't.)

So he asks Armand to meet him at the Boardwalk, and he uses the power of technology and anonymous dating apps to arrange dinner later, and even though he's got Armand's blood in his veins, he's a little nervous. What memories he's recovered, his turning-- it's not just his health that's returned and sharpened. An emotional component exists, the return of feelings he thought he'd been too cold and truth focused to feel.

Turns out he was just missing most of his heart.

Leaning against the railing, listening to the ocean, he decides not to lead with that.

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[brightyoungreporter]

Maybe Armand doesn't say it back, but it's not something Daniel said expecting a return on it-- and it's not like Armand doesn't say it in the way he bustles around at vampire speed, until they're settled, clean and healed, into bed.

"This is good," he answers. "This is really good. I just want to stay like this, we can head back to my place tomorrow." It's his turn to press his mouth to the top of Armand's head, to his mouth, to his forehead and cheeks. "I like to see you happy," he adds on a yawn.

[damned_devil]

It's an odd thing. Marius had been occupied with taking care of Amadeo, but not his happiness. Louis had tended to Armand's happiness, but in his own way, and in the end, the shadow of their pasts had blotted that out.

Daniel, he has tortured and tormented and obfuscated and lied to. He's tampered with his memory, and yet, he loves him.

How strange he is. How wonderful. How fascinating. "I'll aspire to always tell you when I am," is a vow he believes he can keep. "Rest, Mr. Molloy. I'll wake you before sunrise."