Had he been a mere degree more composed, Cygnus would have yielded to his brother's desperate scrabbling attempts to get away, releasing him and stepping back to maintain a careful distance between them. But this, this childish stupidity of Alphard's proved an excellent fuel for the rage that rendered him now the very mirror of Bellatrix's electric fury. His eyes widened, then narrowed into dangerous slits at the impact of Alphard's words, serving as the sole warning before he brought his grip to the other's jaw, the offensive letter crushed between the brothers as his fingers anchored themselves into the yielding flesh beneath.
"I don't want you anymore?" The voice that uttered it was unnatural, the hoarse murmur that was Cygnus' trademark replaced by an incensed shout. Alphard's hand in his hair held him in place, only just preventing him from throwing the larger man back, but such was their proximity that Cygnus' chest, rising and dropping as though he'd just run a marathon, scraped against his.
"I don't want you anymore?" he repeated, this time with more vehemence. "Don't you ever say that to me, you stupid arse, not after--"
He interrupted himself, replacing the neglected words with a severe shake to Alphard, tone leveling by a barely perceptible amount when he next spoke. "You will take it back, Alphard."
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