Lion Head Mesa [m]dawn

It was nice having someone care, but it also scared him shitless. The smaller man pulled away from him, worry reflecting in those morning light eyes. So delicate, he was so sweet. A hard and uneasy swallow, but his active tail and warm smile continued to portray the illusion of an unbothered and blissful fellow. 

Could he truly be what Sayf needed? He wanted to, but could he? Feelings were so weird. For Kai they regularly fluctuated, but he was logical enough to keep a placid surface while working through them. There were plenty of feelings a person can experience but that didn't mean all of them were justified. Was his feeling of fondness for this young man to be questioned or his feeling of hesitation? No matter, he continued to fully take in his lover and search his sunshine eyes, fur around the coyote resembled a halo of sorts as the sun was now fully shining behind him. He saved him from that party and made him feel at home and this would never be forgotten, no matter how many seasons his feelings went through.

"You are my favorite." It wasn't a lie. The salt and peppered soldier didn't know what the future held, but he knew that in the moment Sayf was not to leave his side. This felt right and he would bend over backwards to make him happy. That had to mean something. "Now, you need some rest. Why don't you sleep? I'll be here when you wake up."