Author's note: Hey guys! I'm really flighty, for which I apologise!

BUT! I have so many feels concerning these two, so enjoy this series of drabbles!

It's those glimpses of his human side that keeps her from complaining. Because she loves him—all of him, but it can be difficult to be in a relationship.

It's when he leans into her touch, kisses her back, and rests his hands on her hips that she really knows.

He loves her too.

It's when he lets her rest her forehead against his shoulder after a long day for no real reason, or when he doesn't object to her finding him and settling into his lap that she doesn't question whether or not he cares for her.

Because she knows he does.

It's when they can share comfortable silences, working, with her legs draped over his and his hand on her thigh that she absolutely knows that what they have is far from one sided.

It's when she spends nights with him, falls asleep cuddled into his chest, and wakes up with his hand on her back.

It's the subtle things.