[He isn't expecting that to feel so . . . good. He isn't expecting anything, really, although he was vaguely apprehensive about being told it's weird again. A positive reaction would be pushing the bounds of Polnareff's adaptability, he would have thought. He would have.]
[But.]
[Polnareff says he likes it a lot, and that makes him go still and blink a little bit because . . . he likes it a lot. And that's the truth, right now, the complete and objective truth.]
[It makes him feel warm. It makes him feel safe. It makes him want to carefully hang the skirt back up in his closet and cross the floor to kneel in front of Polnareff and take his face in his hands and kiss his forehead.]
[So that's what he does. His smile is soft and a little shy, but full of affection.]
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[He isn't expecting that to feel so . . . good. He isn't expecting anything, really, although he was vaguely apprehensive about being told it's weird again. A positive reaction would be pushing the bounds of Polnareff's adaptability, he would have thought. He would have.]
[But.]
[Polnareff says he likes it a lot, and that makes him go still and blink a little bit because . . . he likes it a lot. And that's the truth, right now, the complete and objective truth.]
[It makes him feel warm. It makes him feel safe. It makes him want to carefully hang the skirt back up in his closet and cross the floor to kneel in front of Polnareff and take his face in his hands and kiss his forehead.]
[So that's what he does. His smile is soft and a little shy, but full of affection.]
I love you a lot. So there.