[He kisses back firmly, petting Ferdinand's hair.]
I love you, too, darling. I have been worrying as well about you with others, as I know I can be jealous and... Overbearing... But so long as we can talk about these things and reassure each other, I am hopeful that we can manage it...
Yes. Communication is a cornerstone in any relationship. [He hugs him tightly.] I believe in our ability to persevere in the face of obstacles such as this. Would you like for me to let you know when I sleep with someone else? Or would it be better for your heart if I do not?
Do not bother... Unless someone harms you or takes advantage, or you elsewise require comfort or support after a negative happenstance... Then please do tell me...
[If Ferdinand tells him every time it happens, Hubert will just drive himself crazy with paranoia, looking into the people he speaks of to try to assess threat. It is better for both of them if Ferdinand makes those decisions on his own and tells Hubert if something goes awry. Wow, is this what healthy boundaries are like?]
Likewise, you need only tell me if you believe there is something I should know. Something like tonight, such as letting me know what you were up to when I ask, or letting me know you are staying with someone else for a night so that I know not to anticipate you. [Ah... but that hurts to think about, lying in bed wishing for him while he is tangled with someone else. He will definitely need to learn how to deal with such an emotion.] Or if you have been hurt by someone, or if, perhaps, in your sexual adventures you discovered a kink that you enjoy and would like to share it with me... I trust in your discretion.
[He listens as carefully as he can in this state, nodding seriously. Perhaps comically serious.]
Yes. Surely if we are communicating too much or not enough, it will become apparent...
[He sighs, threading his fingers into Ferdinand's curtain of hair and pulling it back, cradling the back of his head, and giving him a hug. He rests his chin on Ferdinand's shoulder again.]
I trust you to remember who you belong to. As will I.
[The way he exerts so much focus on his words almost brings Ferdinand to laugh, his heart swelling in endearment toward this side of his love. He sighs as his hair is played with, returns the hug, and tilts his head to kiss him on the shell of his ear and whisper his answer.]
You are ever in possession of my thoughts. My heart... Come what may, I daresay you will have them forever.
[He has made an everlasting impact on him. If they are ever separated, be it from a chasm of their own making or fate's design, what they have is indelible.]
[Ferdinand's loving words so close to his ear make Hubert shiver and melt against him.]
I love you.
[He closes his eyes for a few moments, savoring being held, despite it being so public. When they finally part, he looks around, blinking and disoriented.]
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I love you, too, darling. I have been worrying as well about you with others, as I know I can be jealous and... Overbearing... But so long as we can talk about these things and reassure each other, I am hopeful that we can manage it...
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[He thinks on this for a very long moment.]
Do not bother... Unless someone harms you or takes advantage, or you elsewise require comfort or support after a negative happenstance... Then please do tell me...
[If Ferdinand tells him every time it happens, Hubert will just drive himself crazy with paranoia, looking into the people he speaks of to try to assess threat. It is better for both of them if Ferdinand makes those decisions on his own and tells Hubert if something goes awry. Wow, is this what healthy boundaries are like?]
Should I tell you?
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Yes. Surely if we are communicating too much or not enough, it will become apparent...
[He sighs, threading his fingers into Ferdinand's curtain of hair and pulling it back, cradling the back of his head, and giving him a hug. He rests his chin on Ferdinand's shoulder again.]
I trust you to remember who you belong to. As will I.
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You are ever in possession of my thoughts. My heart... Come what may, I daresay you will have them forever.
[He has made an everlasting impact on him. If they are ever separated, be it from a chasm of their own making or fate's design, what they have is indelible.]
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I love you.
[He closes his eyes for a few moments, savoring being held, despite it being so public. When they finally part, he looks around, blinking and disoriented.]
Are we... Near to home now?