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After this.

Halfway drunk Alec leans against Henri's door trying to figure out how to even say this. Break the news? Something. It was something that everyone thought about even if they pretended they didn't. But when it came it was always a surprise.

Taking a deep breath, figuring there was nothing that would make it better Alec gave a sharp rap on the door and waited.

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It took a while for Henri to open the door. When he did, only wearing pants, he wasn't surprised to see Alec, but the state he was quite obviously in was a bit alarming.

"Are you alright?"

Henri reached out for Alec and pulled him inside, closing the door behind him.

"What happened?"

"I don't think I'm going to be able to move in with you right away," he says with a nervous laugh. "Something came up a bit unexpectedly. But sort of expected and it kinda put a wrench in our plans."

"What?" Henri wrapped his arms around Alec and cupped the back of his head with one hand. "Did your father do something?"

So, yes, the mistrust there was definitely mutual.

The mistrust was hard for Alec sometimes. He felt trapped in the middle between two forces he cared about.

Dropping his head against Henri's shoulder he shakes it. "I got drafted."

Which in a sense could be that Andrew failed to do something...

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"Oh shit."

Henri kept holding Alec while he looked around himself, feeling as if he was losing the ground under his feet. He should have expected this, but somehow he wasn't prepared at all.

"It'll be alright."

Who is prepared for that?

"Andrew got me out of combat duty, but I'm still going overseas."

His fingers curl against Henri's skin, scratching it lightly if only because there's no shirt.

"And I don't know what to do." Which is an entirely stupid statement as it's sort of obvious what he's going to do. But the emotional parts are there. He feels completely lost and somewhat betrayed.

"Where are you going?"

His first thought was going with him and his second thought simply had him holding Alec even tighter, as if that could keep him from leaving somehow. He didn't want to lose him, but he also realized that he couldn't be the weak one now.

"It will be alright. The war won't be much longer."

But it didn't take long.

"Britain. Work in one of the hospitals there."

Which isn't in a war zone per say but it's still in a danger zone. Bombs fall where they will, after all.

Alec would love it if Henri came with him, but he can't ask that, he wouldn't ask that. He just clings, instead.

"That's what Andrew says. It should be over within a year."

No. It didn't long at all.

"That doesn't seem too bad..."

Henri pulled away enough to watch Alec's face, wanting to look into his eyes without letting go of him.

"I thought about volunteering."

He'd thought about a lot of things, really, but that one definitely crossed his mind as well.

"I won't be able to get into any fights," he laughs nervously as he says that. "I'm supposed to be a pacifist."

He's definitely panicked and frightened. Henri's statement doesn't help much.

"What? Volunteer where?"

Enlisting crossed Alec's mind once or twice but then sense overrode it.

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