[ She may have overloaded him again. She doesn't mean to do that and she almost apologizes before she feels him nuzzle into her hair. She knows what that means. He wants to say something, he wants to match those words and he's trying but he can't; please forgive him, please keep loving him despite his inability to say what he feels across verbally, despite all his imperfections, despite everything-- and she does. Because she always has and she always will. Because their completely imperfect love is so completely perfect it hurts her.

She lets her eyes slip shut as he nuzzles her, reaching back to thread her fingers into soft hair, curling into it gently and turning her head just slightly to feel the tip of his nose against her skin. ]