Y-yeah...y-you too...

-Edward managed to hug Alfons tighter, pulling him closer. As immature the thought was, he didn't want to let him go.

It was a silly hope. Alfons was drunk and...probably would forget this, or maybe even tell him he wasn't the right Edward that he wanted and...

He shook his head, burying his face into the crook of the other's neck, pressing a light kiss there.-

Love you...