"It was a perfect shot, Alec." Sebastian leaned into Alec, relaxing into the warmth. He pulled his other hand into his lap and held it between his own, watching how their fingers fit together and noticing how different they were.

He wasn't sure he wanted to talk about the dream either. Maybe it was something best left for another time. When they weren't both finding their balance in this.

"If I can find a cello I should warn you I get emotional when I play. But when haven't I been emotional around you? I feel like the only memory you'll have of me are sadness and tears." he pulled Alec's fingers to his lips and kissed them. "I don't want that to be the only part of me you know."