[It never fails to mess with Taako how overwhelmingly, disturbingly sincere Kravitz manages to be. Taako can catch him off guard, can worm his way through pain and issues and Kravitz still has it in him to find kindness. Love, even, because Taako doesn't have the strength to really think he's lying about that, either. This-- fool, this absolute idiot, is laying it all out for him like a spread, a presentation of himself that all he wants to do is share. He can't even fathom it being real, but Kravitz makes it impossible to think it's a trick.

But ultimately, he just feels scared. This is real. Kravitz is real. Kravitz is real and he cares about him beyond what Taako can even imagine and oh no, oh no.]

I... I, Krav, that's...

[How does he respond to this, how can he ever, fuck, fuck fuck fuck--]

I can't. I can't be your...

I'm gonna disappoint you. I don't... I can't belong to someone like that, like...

[Like the last man who looked at him like he hung the moon, a man Taako didn't love, that ended badly all the same. The last time someone cut to the core of him and found there was only ever room for himself.]