[ it’s more direct than anything that Alfred would normally say but he feels more free with Ivar right now. He doesn’t feel an edge of self consciousness and worry about the older teen liking him, or what if he judged him harshly on something he said or did. There was no hesitation or second thinking at all. He could feel Ivar’s pulse and he smiles, his finger tracing up the edge of Ivar’s palm and then taking his hand to hold as he shifts a little closer still. ]
I like being close to you. [ Alfred tells him, with that his head tilts over, treating on his shoulder something he might have done or maybe more likely thought of doing those long nights where they slept so closely. ]
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[ it’s more direct than anything that Alfred would normally say but he feels more free with Ivar right now. He doesn’t feel an edge of self consciousness and worry about the older teen liking him, or what if he judged him harshly on something he said or did. There was no hesitation or second thinking at all. He could feel Ivar’s pulse and he smiles, his finger tracing up the edge of Ivar’s palm and then taking his hand to hold as he shifts a little closer still. ]
I like being close to you. [ Alfred tells him, with that his head tilts over, treating on his shoulder something he might have done or maybe more likely thought of doing those long nights where they slept so closely. ]