[ It's addictively sweet, to be treated this gently and with so much care. They feel themself falling for him a little more with each time he gets close to them - no, with each time they let him close to them. He said he'd try to make them happy, but the truth is, they're already happier than they've ever been around him. Where they'd be now if not for being brought here, if not for meeting him...
They meet his eyes, quietly, tenderly. It's only when he speaks again with such passion that they seem properly shy, only refusing to break eye contact so that they can remember this moment forever. They want to remember this feeling, and they want to remember how he's looking at them, even if it is only this once. ]
...Okay.
[ Gently, they grip his hand back, too unsure to try anything else. It'd be nice if he would kiss them again before he left, but they're not quite confident enough to do it themself. And they're pretty content already, evident by how relaxed their expression is, and how their lips are pulled into an easy line - it's not a smile, but it'll be among the most pleasant expressions he's ever seen them make. Something about them makes him feel so strongly, and he loves them. Letting both of those sentiments catch up to them in the space of a few moments - of course they would seem more content than ever. ]
Be careful going back.
[ They don't say it to nag him, but just out of a genuine desire for him to make it back safely, so they can see him again tomorrow. They care about him so much, maybe too much; but he cares about them too. They're finding it's marginally less difficult to show it now that they're more certain of the fact that they matter to him, too. ]
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They meet his eyes, quietly, tenderly. It's only when he speaks again with such passion that they seem properly shy, only refusing to break eye contact so that they can remember this moment forever. They want to remember this feeling, and they want to remember how he's looking at them, even if it is only this once. ]
...Okay.
[ Gently, they grip his hand back, too unsure to try anything else. It'd be nice if he would kiss them again before he left, but they're not quite confident enough to do it themself. And they're pretty content already, evident by how relaxed their expression is, and how their lips are pulled into an easy line - it's not a smile, but it'll be among the most pleasant expressions he's ever seen them make. Something about them makes him feel so strongly, and he loves them. Letting both of those sentiments catch up to them in the space of a few moments - of course they would seem more content than ever. ]
Be careful going back.
[ They don't say it to nag him, but just out of a genuine desire for him to make it back safely, so they can see him again tomorrow. They care about him so much, maybe too much; but he cares about them too. They're finding it's marginally less difficult to show it now that they're more certain of the fact that they matter to him, too. ]