He's growing more used to this. These little touches. This soft gifts of affection that Alfred bestows upon him. And so he relaxes into the touches, resting a hand at the small of his back.
"I am a difficult man to love. Because of this... ink I cover myself in. Because of the walls I build around myself. Loving me can be tricky work."
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Date: 2022-04-13 11:46 pm (UTC)"I am a difficult man to love. Because of this... ink I cover myself in. Because of the walls I build around myself. Loving me can be tricky work."