It's alright, you're my second favorite subject. [ He muses, hand sliding up and pushing a few curls out of his face, feeling a light dampness there and realizing perhaps heavier rain is on the way. ]
Well, you're just the man for the job. I like seeing you happy too. Even if I reassure you till you don't want to talk to me anymore.
Making you into a pillow makes me happy. [ Foolishly happy, but there was something so real about being able to just rest, listen to the steady beat of his heart made him feel impossibly warm, terribly in love, and every other overwhelming good feeling he could remember. ]
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Well, you're just the man for the job. I like seeing you happy too. Even if I reassure you till you don't want to talk to me anymore.
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[which is a feat in and of itself. there's still a lot of progress to be made but he's... trying.]
Thinking about getting to touch you again makes me happy.
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Everything else is a bonus.
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Good to know you've got your priorities straight.
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