She could feel that touch of his hands, his strong digits clutching tighter at her clothing but she didn’t mind the crumples that would form, if not she was all welcoming his touch where she was able to sense his love and feelings. His emotions were so clear as she molded her form to his, letting him pour out his feelings in movements instead of words while she continued to stroke his back soothingly, rubbing in circles and occasionally lifting a hand to toy with his short moss brown locks, running her digits through his soft strands while listening to him carefully.
"I know…" A gentle, soft smile spread itself upon her lips as her expression softened, nodding slightly while she pulled him into a tighter hug, letting her warmth mold to his and now she could understand what was going through his mind, one that she shook her head at his apology and letting her lips press another kiss to a different spot on his temple, exhaling faintly there, letting her scent engulf him. "…So you were doing a little reminiscing, then.." Her voice was almost cooing, soothing like running water over the burning wounds. She could recall those times, how it was trying times for them. So many occasions that almost pulled them apart, both intentionally and unintentionally. But none of them succeeded.
"It’s alright, really… I do that sometimes too.. There’s nothing to be sorry for." She assured him, heaving soft exhale as he loosened his arms a little and she nuzzled her expression to his caressing digits, turning her head to kiss in the middle of his palm.
"My work isn’t urgent, so it’s okay. And yeah, I did eat after the meeting, before I come back to the office." Her hand reached out, brushing through his hair lovingly with an affectionate smile on her lips. "And you? Eaten something yet?"
His eyes softened greatly to how you kissed his hand that was caressing your cheek— a tender caress as his silver eyes that always had a strong hint of glare upon them lit in a softer glow. How the sight of your smile and how you softly informed that you didn’t mind it in the least, despite how he was sure so many others would’ve just told him he was being silly. That he should toughen up or anything of the sort but trulyto him, he knew how lucky he was to have his heart reciprocated by the one he loves most— and how you were understanding to his fears. That you didn’t belittle him for them but rather allowed him to feel safe from them at times like these. And honestly, for you to be the person who has penetrated the darkness of his life with your affections, how can he not be afraid if that light should be taken away from him? And well given his conditions, lets just say fear naturally affects him more than most.
"Mm.. a little, yes.." he replied in a softer whisper as he kept his eyes in a tender gaze, closing in a brief moment as he felt your lips to his temple tenderly, making him release a small sigh in relief. Right.. still a mystery— how you could do this; a single kiss and his thoughts were silenced, focusing solely on you.
You assured him that you’ve had your fill of food for lunch, making his lips smile softly, especially at how your fingers brushed his hair aside a little, where his own hand came, catching your more delicate one and bringing it to his lips adoringly, nuzzling his expression there in want. “Mm.. that’s good.. and um no, I haven’t..” he smiled softly before aligning your palm to his right cheek— savoring the only plus of having his temporary younger form back in this time being; how without the scar that was suppose to numb that side of his features, he’d be able to feel your warmth. “…I’m.. not too hungry. But i”ll have a little to eat later..”
His silver eyes lifted back to you— where couldn’t help leaning in, barely claiming your lips in almost-kisses before tempted to properly claim it— a singular, tender kiss that had his eyes momentarily close before he left them there to graze in a small sigh. “…Really.. I don’t know what I’d do without you, love…” he whispered, nuzzling his lips to yours in a tender gaze.
"…Just.. wanted you to know that.. I guess.." Ah.. its like his emotions and logical side of him was battling— where he was fighting the echo in reminder that you’d have to go up already. You were at work after all, but given his way, he’d just have stolen you for the day and have you with him instead though alas, that wasn’t going to happen was it? His eyes somber as he whispered, almost as though he didn’t want to ask but he knew he should.
"…Do you.. have to go up..?" Oi, Rasheed. You’re suppose to tell her to go up not ask her that!