He thought of the bag of blood Wes had found for him, his honest attempts to learn so far, the way he had been offering up everything he had without question. Even if he was still oblivious to Vincent’s struggles at times, at least he was trying. Here, face to face with his earnestness and his eagerness to help, Vincent could feel his affection for the man outweighing everything else. But a little fear still clung to it. A little fear that all those things would eventually be too much for Wesley. That the amount he had to try just to be friends with someone like Vincent wouldn’t be worth his
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