[leon lifts his head and presses that gentle, confident kiss to his lips, and in that moment, stahn is sure on his choice.
both in that the words he wants to say are not meant to be said yet, and also that there's not a single doubt in his mind that one day, he will.
he loves leon. he loves leon will all of his heart and soul, and he knows he's never going to falter on that fact.
but he won't say the words. because they are weighty and big, and as much as they rest on the edge of his tongue, begging to be spoken, stahn knows that it can't come now. it can't come for the first time after their first intimate experience, because even stahn knows that conflation of love and desire can make a mess of things. when he makes that declaration, he wants it to be separate of their sexual encounters; he wants it to be pure and honest and full of all his feelings.
he wants it to be something special, even if he doesn't yet know how to do that without overwhelming leon. so he'll wait. he'll wait until every sign points to it being the right time. even if it's something they both know...
one day, he knows he wants to actually say the words directly.
so for now, he'll return that kiss, following it up with one of his own before he touches their noses together gently and smiles. his free hand moves (a bit awkwardly, thanks to their position) to brush some of the still slightly damp hair from leon's eyes.
and he just smiles and embraces this warmth. he loves leon. he's in love with leon, and even if he doesn't say it out loud? the look in his eyes definitely expresses it well enough.]
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both in that the words he wants to say are not meant to be said yet, and also that there's not a single doubt in his mind that one day, he will.
he loves leon. he loves leon will all of his heart and soul, and he knows he's never going to falter on that fact.
but he won't say the words. because they are weighty and big, and as much as they rest on the edge of his tongue, begging to be spoken, stahn knows that it can't come now. it can't come for the first time after their first intimate experience, because even stahn knows that conflation of love and desire can make a mess of things. when he makes that declaration, he wants it to be separate of their sexual encounters; he wants it to be pure and honest and full of all his feelings.
he wants it to be something special, even if he doesn't yet know how to do that without overwhelming leon. so he'll wait. he'll wait until every sign points to it being the right time. even if it's something they both know...
one day, he knows he wants to actually say the words directly.
so for now, he'll return that kiss, following it up with one of his own before he touches their noses together gently and smiles. his free hand moves (a bit awkwardly, thanks to their position) to brush some of the still slightly damp hair from leon's eyes.
and he just smiles and embraces this warmth. he loves leon. he's in love with leon, and even if he doesn't say it out loud? the look in his eyes definitely expresses it well enough.]