Yea but I want to be yours. If it’s not ok to say then I won’t.

[The reaper pulls back, glancing between him and the floor while he gets his thoughts back into order. His smile growing to a small fond thing that wavers. It’s been decades and he doesn’t want to overstep.]

Not sure if I’m as perfect as you remember. I’ll try to be though for you.

[His hand retreats away from the dullahan’s neck to rest at his hip, thumb stroking briefly. What if he can’t be the version of himself that Liam remembers?]