just thinking about how even when you hit a higher level of romance with Hassian, he still hits you with the same lines that try to push you away, trying to force you away because he's scared to let anyone else in because so far the one person who knew him and saw him as he was is gone
you push and push and push some more, flirting anyway because you know that he finds it hard to communicate how he's feeling. you know he doesn't always have the words to say how he feels, but you've also noticed that he greets you differently. he isn't as mad that you interrupted his hunt. he doesn't want you to leave, not really, and more often than not he smiles when he sees you, and he's sad to see you go.
you laugh when he tells you he's thinking of yogurt, but that stops when he apologised for lying to you, unsure of why he felt the need to hide his feelings when you're wearing his pin proudly.
he rolls his eyes at your cheesy line about holding his hand, but reaches out to you first to lace his fingers between yours. he's even started to use that moisturiser you gifted to him, so his hands are slightly softer and it smells like honey.
you tell him that the sun is brighter when he's with you, and he admits that the stars are dimmer when you're gone. he can't accept the compliment, but he lets you know that he misses you when he's alone in his grove at night.
this man loves in multitudes and anyone who can't see that he's just a little bit broken, a little bit anxious, and he would pull the sun from the sky just to keep you warm.
very normal and very sane thoughts over here
