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Convince me:
"I don't suppose I can convince you to stay in England?" Vincent says casually the day before Diedrich is due to leave for Germany, because of course he would wait until now to bring the subject up.
Vincent's voice is relaxed but the hands twisting his sleeves are tense and there is an undercurrent of almost-desperation in his words, Diedrich is equally as not-casual when he replies, "you haven't given me a reason to."
The silence between them is thick, heavy, all the words unsaid hanging between them like the clouds overhead.
The words tremble on Vincent's lips, just three little words, ones he had owed Diedrich for years, had expressed in a thousand different ways but had never actually said, he had never allowed himself to be that vulnerable.
Vincent knows that if he doesn't tell Diedrich how he feels the other man will think it's because of something he has done, that he's not good enough for Vincent when in reality it's the other way around; Vincent is the one that is not, and never has been; good. Not for Deidrich, not for anyone.
But he does love him. He loves the taller male with every little piece of his blackened heart and non-existent soul.
But he's the Queen's Guard dog and what's more; he's Vincent Phantomhive, and he cannot allow himself to be so vulnerable.
So he swallows the words before they can escape and says nothing; when Deidrich leaves the next morning Vincent lets him go, and lets him take Vincent's heart and all of his vulnerabilities with him. It's only when the carriage is out of sight that Vincent sighs heavily and allows himself to utter the three little words that would have given his soul-mate reason to stay by his side forever.
"I love you."
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