[To an outside party, there are few aspects of their relationship, and their lives overall that wouldn't have been alarming. They're obsessive, possessive men who're warped in irrevocable ways, and it's inevitable that they should be like this, so wholly consumed. But it is abnormal, Anderson knows; it's why he's had little pleasant to say of their capacity for love and romance, but they're both that way so it's not something he's particularly self-conscious about. Not in regard to them being compatible in this way, anyway.

Being stuck with Alucard is perfectly agreeable. Here, in Duplicity; in Hell, on their own world; he never intended to part from Alucard permanently. He would have clawed his way through Armageddon to resume their battle.

He nods lazily in recognition of Alucard's mumble, his cheek brushing Alucard's jaw.]

I- mnmmm... need you too. [A pause while he collects his thoughts.] You're an important figure in my life. You fill something, some need, and you did prior to Duplicity. Needs, now, I suppose. Don't ask me to specify, because I'll just stumble for a straight ten minutes. [Oh, he's not very good at this.] What I'm saying is, it's a mutual, everything, and that's how having someone should be.

[He looks mildly flustered. God, how he tries, and he never gets any better at verbalising these things.]

I don't especially know if that helps, but there it is.