Bearclaw Valley you got melted to butter

You can exist next to me as long as you want.
His feelings for Evien were creeping, subtle, a leak in the corner of a room. But now, they were impossible to ignore. The water had rose up to his neck. The elephant in the room had turned its passive head towards him and lowered it to charge.
All hooded eyes and heavy lungs, he takes one of Evien's hands and brings it up to his nose. They smell like herbs. They are small, and the palms are slightly calloused. This only happened in his dreams. He lingers in this moment of unreality.
You, too. Neither of them had said I love you yet, but it hung in the air and swarmed their heads.
He closes his eyes and places his other hand over the doctor's. In the dim light, he looked translucent. Only that green gaze felt real. You, too.