It's a sign, Alucard is sure of it. At least, his fever-addled brain makes him sure of it. It's best he sleep alone. Rhy doesn't want him here. Rhy wants to get rid of him. That's why he hasn't touched him the whole time he's been here. That's why he hasn't kissed him. Rhy wants him gone.

"Is there someone else?" he asks, suddenly, searching the other man's face because it's clearly the only possible explanation in this. "Are you seeing someone else? Rhy." The other man's name crawls its way out of his throat, cutting through the air between them like a knife. Something rattles in the kitchen and Alucard doesn't realize that he's losing control of his powers but perhaps Rhy might do.