Daniel won't be hurt, in the long run, if he's just something that Armand did half out of impulse and half to try and tie himself to Louis. Not because it doesn't hurt, to be incidental and unimportant, but because he's used to being temporary for other people. No one stays, and everyone who tries hopes they'll make him different by staying, because there's nothing tolerable about Daniel as he is.
Right now, he feels like Armand's happy that he's his fledgling. Not for any fucked up kink reason, or because he wants to make Louis angry, or because he lost it when Daniel pulled the rug out from under the feet of his life in Dubai. Just because he thought Daniel was worth keeping around.
He knows it's a fantasy. Nobody feels that way about him, and that's fine, Daniel wouldn't keep himself around either. But it's nice, and it's especially nice right here, doing this thing, a part of his career, and even though it's a goofy part, Daniel's career means a lot to him. And Armand is sharing a piece of it with him.
Daniel smiles widely at the vampire who shows up, and is excited to talk to her, his appreciation genuine. He's met so few others, just listens in at night. He even forges to feel self-conscious about his appearance, made content through Armand's presence. Good enough for his maker, good enough for everyone else, too. Telepathically, he and the woman vampire agree to stay in touch, and wish each other well as she takes her leave.
Surely it's tangible in the bond: he's happy, he's appreciative, he's content. His presence curls up against Armand's, tangled in that silver thread, holding him close even as he laughs with a fan about her t-shirt about fangbangs and signs her book.
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Right now, he feels like Armand's happy that he's his fledgling. Not for any fucked up kink reason, or because he wants to make Louis angry, or because he lost it when Daniel pulled the rug out from under the feet of his life in Dubai. Just because he thought Daniel was worth keeping around.
He knows it's a fantasy. Nobody feels that way about him, and that's fine, Daniel wouldn't keep himself around either. But it's nice, and it's especially nice right here, doing this thing, a part of his career, and even though it's a goofy part, Daniel's career means a lot to him. And Armand is sharing a piece of it with him.
Daniel smiles widely at the vampire who shows up, and is excited to talk to her, his appreciation genuine. He's met so few others, just listens in at night. He even forges to feel self-conscious about his appearance, made content through Armand's presence. Good enough for his maker, good enough for everyone else, too. Telepathically, he and the woman vampire agree to stay in touch, and wish each other well as she takes her leave.
Surely it's tangible in the bond: he's happy, he's appreciative, he's content. His presence curls up against Armand's, tangled in that silver thread, holding him close even as he laughs with a fan about her t-shirt about fangbangs and signs her book.