●imperialvestra | cont’d from here
For a moment, he wishes he could stay there, in the crook of Hubert’s neck - to feign sleep, despite knowing it would be ridiculous. He’s certain his own heart is beginning to beat just as loudly as the one thudding away in the chest beneath him, and the heat now spreading across the bridge of his nose is unmistakable, and impossible to hide. All he can do is steel himself. So he lifts away instead, to face Hubert (as well as to calmly search for any sign of… anything.)
“ I won’t ask anything of you. Though, I admit, there is a lot that I want... But the list is endless. ”
Linhardt then slides away, down to Hubert’s side - enough to give them both space and to be easily pushed away, in case what he said next unwanted. “ I suppose what I would like more than anything else is to have a relationship with you-- although I understand if that may not be possible. I still enjoy the time we spend together. I hope that’s alright. ”
With that admission, he sighs in relief - and it’s followed with a slight smile, as bittersweet as he feels: accepting of the worst, yet glad to explain further “ In that time, I’ve seen many more sides of you than I could have ever expected. You’re incredibly multi-faceted, driven and pragmatic, but caring… I suppose that’s made me want to understand more. And I want us to survive so that I can see what you accomplish, and to continue my own research. Additionally, I want to develop a way to undo the damage that magic has left on your hands. And-- ”
“ I want to know what you think of me, as well. ”
