For Monty, the silence felt deafening. Having it all out there felt disturbing to a man that always made sure to keep his cards very close to his chest. Feeling things for someone beyond himself was just not a thing he was comfortable with but it wasn't like he could have helped it, apparantly.
Whatever Monty had been expecting, he hadn't really counted on Ishmael's apprehensive admittance, Montys eyes widening a little. He was at an utter loss for words - probably a first. Though there was also - as always - his ego that had him thinking well, obviously, just look at me, who can blame you?. And oh, relief. That he wasn't the only one harboring these feelings.
He at least agreed that it was stupid. How could this even turn out, with Ishmael being what he was and Monty decidedly mortal? It was going to end in pain was almost a certainty. "I wasn't able to stop myself so I don't see how you could," Monty couldn't help snarking. His heart was a traitorous being but ha, so was Ishmael's.
Monty could not help but smirk when Ishmael said he couldn't stop himself, at the same time feeling a feeling so intense that he didn't think he could ever describe it. Instead, he moved in closer to the vampire. "We could just take it day by day."
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