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[Trouble finds Gellert quite easily because, let's be frank, he looks for it. But the problem is - trouble tends to have teeth and claws and, well, he is a man that bleeds. Thus the deranged Wizard - he will agree to that title, by the way - is coughing up blood when the video begins. That can't be a good sign.]

The dragons sought revenge. [So he has dueled with a great beast and...lived. It's rather spectacular.] I need a Healer and quickly if you don't mind.

[He is back in civilization, somewhere in Fayren, his back pressed against the wall of a shop.]

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You're right, I will. Ulcers and headaches and all sorts of pains.

[So don't give him reason to worry, is the unspoken sentiment.

Still, he accepts each touch and unwinds a little more with each one, until he returns Gellert's kiss with a soft sigh.]

Good. You do not know how much I would mourn anything happening to you.

No, no, that won't do. I much prefer you feeling very, very good.

[Gellert purposefully nestles against Albus, trying to appeal to him with soft touches and sweet smiles.]

Life cannot be stopped, but I will be careful.

[He kisses along Albus's jawline, turning to face him so he can embrace him.]

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Life cannot be stopped, but dragons can. As can you.

[In spite of the caustic sound in his words, he accepts the embrace and returns it, his arms settling loosely around Gellert's back. While the water sluices around them, he sighs and tilts his face to accept Gellert's kisses.]

You speak of this so casually, but if I were the one injured, you would be a terror.

Albus... [He can find a comfortable position in the other's arms without any effort whatsoever. It's hard for him to fear anything or anyone when they are like this. His kisses pause and he frowns, a golden curl falling into his eyes.]

Because you are more important than I am.

Don't you dare say that to me.

[The words may seem harsh, but there is such a well of sadness in Albus' eyes when he says them. He takes Gellert's left hand in his, their rings shining with the bath water slicking the metal, and he holds them up to Gellert's eyeline.]

You are my husband. If you value me, then value the fact that I love you and fear harm coming to you. Anytime you are hurt or in danger, I am petrified.

[He flinches faintly, glancing at their hands, unable to look away from how their rings shine. The magic that created them communicates and harmonizes just as they do. Gellert is paler at the words, though a part of him needed to hear them.]

I don't mean to frighten you. [But he sees how his rash actions would cause such a reaction. Frowning, he slips their fingers together and gazes into Albus's eyes. Even with the sadness he sees there, they are more beautiful than any ring or jewel could hope to be.] I value you more than anything or anyone.

I know you do. But you must know that you are the same for me.

[Squeezing Gellert's hand fiercely in his, he looks Gellert right in the eye, insisting on his words with the way he looks.]

If something happened to you and I was not able to help you, my heart would shatter, Gellert.

[His cheeks gain a flush of color, but he doesn't look away from Albus's intent gaze.]

I will make sure you are never put in that position. [He adds, quietly:] I've never had someone who looked at me like you do.

Good. I don't know what I would do if you were hurt because I could not help you.

[His eyes stay on Gellert but they soften a little at the additional words.]

Well, you are the only person I would look at in such a way.

You won't need to know what you would do: it won't happen.

[Gellert smiles faintly at the change, kissing the edge of his lips.]

And you are the only person who could convince me to take care of myself.

Good. That gives me some ease.

[He sighs a little at the kiss, unwinding a little more, even as the tension still remains.]

I am glad of that. I always want you to be well, so I have no shame in making sure of it.

Albus...

[He feels the tension and he presses their chests flush together, running his hands over Albus's arms.]

Do you see me? I am well. I'm whole. You saved me.

[He can see the concern in Gellert's expression and the way their bodies are pressed together. Admittedly, he is torn between easing Gellert's anxieties and in making sure he understands Albus' fears, and he settles on the half-measure of leaning his forehead against Gellert's with the same tense expression.]

I know. But you know I worry of what happens when I am not there to help.

[He could joke about Albus obviously needing to be with him at all times, but that isn't realistic. There will be times they are too far apart to reach one another in time. If there is an incident or accident. And what if they have no form of communication beyond their Patronuses? Gellert knows he came close to death and while he wants to laugh in the face of it, that isn't the understanding approach.

His death would kill something in Albus and that isn't...right. Or acceptable.]

I'm a slow learner, but I understand the lesson. [Regret makes him solemn and dims his usual merry glow.]

I am glad.

[There is a tiny bit of relief in his heart at that, and he eases a little. Closing his eyes, he stays with his forehead pressed to Gellert's, reaching up to stroke Gellert's face beneath his palm.]

I love you more than I have words to describe it. And I know the pain of having loved ones die. Losing you would break me.

[He doesn't move an inch, needing the contact; all of it. A small gasp follows the soft touch and he leans in closer to kiss Albus firmly.]

I'm as stubborn as you, darling. Death will have a hard time catching me or holding me. I will find you. Always.

[Albus accepts the kiss with a soft sigh, returning it warmly before pulling back with a tiny smile. Running his fingertips over Gellert's cheek, he answers:]

That much I know is true. You would never go down without a fight.

Don't be angry with me. [He murmurs against Albus's lips, giving him a lighter, quicker kiss.] I want to be here with you. I won't jeopardize that again.

I'm not angry, love.

[And he isn't. He is terrified, more than anything, and it makes him harden more than mere anger could. Albus accepts the kiss and looks at Gellert with soft eyes, unwinding a little at the promise.]

All right. I will hold you to that.

Are you sure?

[He narrows his eyes, teasing Albus a tad, before he kisses the man again, peppering his lips with affection.]

Do I need to make an oath? I will swear it to you if you like...

[Albus accepts the kisses with a soft sigh, running his fingertips over the side of Gellert's face when he's finished. With the tiniest quirk of a smile, he asks:]

What sort of oath would you take? How would you swear it?

[Considering the various oaths he knows, he finally chooses one, stroking over Albus's lips with his thumb.]

Bind me. You will know the spells I cast and when.

[That surprises Albus a bit. He had been idle in his words, and then Gellert makes such a serious proclamation, and it gives him pause. Albus hesitates a moment, running the idea over in his mind.]

I did not mean to ask to spy on you, darling.

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