❛ you’re important to me, you little shite. ❜ [ true british affection <3 ]
I love platonic stuff hit me UP | always accepting
He doesn't mean to laugh, muffled by the proximity as he's pressed into Alasdair's collar, but he can't help it. It's a quiet, warm laughter, and Fannar gives him a tentative little squeeze before drawing away enough that he can look up at Alasdair's face.
"You're important to me, too," Fannar answers. He then starts laughing again, shoulders shaking as his snickering turns into actual, soft laughter. "I can't call you that, though. You're so tall."













