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"With my oxygen tank? How? And what if something happens out there?" he asked.
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Axel cocked his head slightly in thought, thinking about it. "We can find something to put it on... something with wheels," he suggested. "Then you could roll it around with you." He didn't know how to answer his last question....but if they were careful it would be ok.
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Duncan shook his head. "No- nevermind..." he sighed, rolling over and getting up. "The press would be all over us anyway. Sneaking out with you is not the best way to debut a the new boyfriend of a prince who everyone still thinks is straight," he muttered, standing, giving up on the matter. He grabbed his oxygen tank and wheeled it behind him over to the bathroom. "I'm gonna take a bath..."
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Axel wrinkled his nose slightly, nodding along. "It probably wouldn't help that people would recognize me as a mix and immediately think I'm an enemy soldier here to kill everyone," he admitted. "We'll figure something out," he sighed after a moment, though nodded when Duncan moved to take a bath. "Call if you need anything," he noted lightly, as he always did.
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Duncan shut the door behind him and undressed, getting into the tub. He hadn't turned the lights on, he just sat in the dark in the warm bath, just how he liked it. But... he felt lonely. "...Axel?"
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Axel had settled down where he could hear Duncan if he called, so when he heard his name he moved to the door quickly. "What's wrong," he asked, not forcing himself not to burst in. Something might not be that bad, after all
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Duncan watched the door, waiting for him. "...could I have some company?" he asked softly.
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Axel didn't waste any time before slipping into the bathroom with a light "of course," closing the door softly behind him to keep it dark and just settling at the edge of the tub next to where he knew Duncan was sitting.
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Duncan shook his head and tugged on his hand. "No, come in," he murmurered.
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Axel chuckled softly and nodded, shifting to tug off his clothes so they wouldn't get wet and slid in beside Duncan with a hum. "Better," he asked gently.
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