[ It takes him a while to actually realize Kurt's sitting beside him, and a little more than that to acknowledge the bottle. Bells stares at it, watches the way the soft glow of it settles against the glass that's touching Kurt's skin. Eventually, he shakes his head and pushes it back toward his chest, curling his fingers over Kurt's. ]
You're not forcing me. I just. It's the only thing I've had for centuries, you know. [ He bites at his lip. ] But I don't think need it anymore.
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You're not forcing me. I just. It's the only thing I've had for centuries, you know. [ He bites at his lip. ] But I don't think need it anymore.