( oh. cautiously, he looks back to meet alex's gaze again, the contact against his arm soothing away the worries quickly and effectively. his expression is earnest, even if a bit apologetic, as he tries to convey that safety he feels. )

This is what I mean. About feeling safe. You. You always know what to say.

( reaching up, he cups alex's cheek lightly, smooths his thumb against the curve of bone. )

I love you. ( it must be said first. ) And. I wanna tell you about it. ( a bright smile, shy as much as it is intense. ) All of it. Later, but I do.