He can feel something oozing a little around his fingers. He pays it no heed for the moment. Instead, he focuses on Alexei. Looks right into those glowing eyes of his and gives him the warmest smile he can. "I feel like a fool for not noticing earlier. I would have said something. Maybe stolen your hat so all the world could see how handsome you are." Even if Alexei really doesn't have any silver at his temples, Reinhardt is going with this. An excuse to be close. To touch him. To let him know he's still here. Still finds him beautiful.
He wants to lean in. Rest their foreheads together. But Alexei is lightly kissing his knuckles and his heart skips a beat. He's unsure now. He doesn't know if touching him will hurt him. He doesn't know how to handle any of this, but his desire to hold Alexei overwhelms anything else.
"No, I will not forgive you." It is with care that his hand slides away from the man's face, trailing that ooze so that he can carefully wrap his arm around the man's shoulder. His huge, cracking, seeping shoulder. "I will not, because mein schatz, there is nothing to forgive. There's no need for apologies. You've done nothing wrong." Nothing wrong about being scared, though that goes quietly unsaid. "This is your house. This...thing that is happening to you, it's a private thing. And for you, I would have waited a thousand days and then a thousand more. You are worth it. Worth waiting for."
He shifts so that he can kneel in front of the man. Finally pressing their foreheads together. "You're still my beautiful Alexei and you can kick me out of you house and turn me away as many times as you want. I'm not going away. You're stuck with me."
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He wants to lean in. Rest their foreheads together. But Alexei is lightly kissing his knuckles and his heart skips a beat. He's unsure now. He doesn't know if touching him will hurt him. He doesn't know how to handle any of this, but his desire to hold Alexei overwhelms anything else.
"No, I will not forgive you." It is with care that his hand slides away from the man's face, trailing that ooze so that he can carefully wrap his arm around the man's shoulder. His huge, cracking, seeping shoulder. "I will not, because mein schatz, there is nothing to forgive. There's no need for apologies. You've done nothing wrong." Nothing wrong about being scared, though that goes quietly unsaid. "This is your house. This...thing that is happening to you, it's a private thing. And for you, I would have waited a thousand days and then a thousand more. You are worth it. Worth waiting for."
He shifts so that he can kneel in front of the man. Finally pressing their foreheads together. "You're still my beautiful Alexei and you can kick me out of you house and turn me away as many times as you want. I'm not going away. You're stuck with me."