[Husk wants to argue. Good lord, he wants to argue so much. A part of him wants to fight against this feeling growing in him, because it feels like an imposter. But, small and damaged as it is, it is there, and as much as he wants to deny its existence, he really can't anymore.
It might just take him some time to see the beauty Flins does. That comment wrenches deep in his chest. God fucking damnit, he's in so deep with this one. He closes his eyes, letting out a slow exhale, leaning into that touch on his ear.]
...There you go with the poetry again.
[ Making him feel like some sort of beautiful, rare and precious thing when nine times out of ten he feels the exact opposite. A smile tugs at his lips despite that, happy to return the kiss properly. ]
Lucky for you, I'm more than willing to take up the challenge, then.
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Date: 2025-12-29 01:27 am (UTC)It might just take him some time to see the beauty Flins does. That comment wrenches deep in his chest. God fucking damnit, he's in so deep with this one. He closes his eyes, letting out a slow exhale, leaning into that touch on his ear.]
...There you go with the poetry again.
[ Making him feel like some sort of beautiful, rare and precious thing when nine times out of ten he feels the exact opposite. A smile tugs at his lips despite that, happy to return the kiss properly. ]
Lucky for you, I'm more than willing to take up the challenge, then.