It feels nice; to be held not so delicately, but in way that still makes him feel like he’s not worthless, in a way that makes him truly feel beautiful. Like the pads of Leon’s fingers have taken to admiring the skin beneath them. Letting out a shaky breath, he relaxes a little more, the defensive state of his shoulders falling inch by inch the longer he remains in the elder’s grip. “You’re so wise, Leon…” He murmurs, letting out a soft little laugh as he lifts his head, and gently presses a kiss to the male’s sternum. “I’ve never met someone supernatural who’s appreciated humanity. I’ve always been the inferior… never admired… I don’t… it’s odd, but it’s nice….” He smiles a little, head shaking some before he looks away again. “You’re so sweet.”
It’s enjoyable, to see how simple touches can affect another living being, to feel the way someone relaxes in your hold. Leon hasn’t experienced it for as long as he can remember. At least not properly. And for a being with photographic memory, that is indeed a long time. Unless of course, it occurred before he had his memories erased. “ I’d rather say that I’m old. ” He stated, lips pressing into a thin line, softening at the press of lips against his skin. “ I appreciate humanity because it’s something I’ve never had. You see, when I went through my turning, over nine-hundred years ago, I lost every single memory of my human self. Of everything I was. I still don’t know much. ” He explains slowly; almost confidently and it’s a bit strange. But he discards it soon, leaning down just a bit to press a few kisses to Kibum’s neck. “ I wouldn’t say I am, you are however. ”