[ and it feels unfair, in a way, but that's just the spoiled child in him wanting attention, wanting affection that he never got at home. it's not as though his parents or any of his friends were so much as capable of being doting, so he latches onto it when he can get it.

regulus wouldn't begrudge him wanting that other contract either, considering, but he'd still be jealous as anything. he's not thinking about that though, frowning deeply as he observes him.

for a moment, he doesn't know what to say or do. then he darts in to urge a kiss to his mouth, though it's quick and chaste, before he speaks. ]

My own family would kill me if they found out what I've done. Without a second thought. You've been nothing but good to me, so what makes you think I'd even want to leave? We all make mistakes, and in the grand scheme of things this is very small.

[ he leans close again, this time to murmur into his ear. ]

If I can help it in any capacity, I'm not going anywhere. Sometimes I worry you'll realize you've made a mistake taking me in and you'll tell me you don't want me here anymore.