[the endearment strikes him, hits where his tension lies, saying it's alright. his feelings not rejected out of hand, but trusted, and his mouth feels dry for it. no, he'd never harm Hans - not by any choice.
he gently squeezes Hans's hands, so that his own might not shake with the mix of things he feels right now. his excitement and his affection run up against his nerves, and it's quite the combination.]
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he gently squeezes Hans's hands, so that his own might not shake with the mix of things he feels right now. his excitement and his affection run up against his nerves, and it's quite the combination.]
If you wish to do the same...I am yours.