[Clover]

Originally Posted by Lonestar23

The sandy cat smiled, feeling as though he had never smiled more in his life. "I do too... I really, really love you Skipper." He mewed, purring as well. His only regret in all of this was that he wasn't better at showing it. The tom wasn't ashamed of his feelings, and he wasn't embarassed that it was her he was in love with - no, on the contrary, he couldn't have been happier. The two of them already had a strong bond through friendship and now, it was only stronger. "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this - but I hope you know how deeply I care for you." Care and love were almost the same thing, different topics. Except Gavin meant it in the same way. He really cared about Skipper, everything about her. And he noticed things. The way her green eyes lit up, sparkling like emerald stars - her laugh, how pretty it was - how much her pelt looked like fire in the sun, and grew more auburnish in the shade - and her smile. He loved her smile. It was beautiful. Gavin wished he was better at communicating how much he had noticed, and how much he liked all these little things about her. But as he had said... he wasn't very good at this. He was new to this type of love, and it was much more amazing then he ever could have hoped for. It was the greatest feeling in the world, but part of him was almost afraid to say that much for fear of sounding overly cheesy or cliche or something like that. Maybe he should say something like that, just so he could hear her laugh - again, as said before, he loved her laugh. Her smile. The way her eyes lit up, her pelt, her fiery personality that could change to sweet... and how she trusted him. That trust was amazing and Gavin loved it. He pressed himself against her, keeping his tail firmly entwined with hers. Just in case this was a dream or something... some joke... he wanted to remember it and keep it for as long as possible.

"Good at it?- love, I don't care how expressive you think you are, or how many compliments you throw at me. I promise that I hear all the little-unspoken thoughts in that beautiful head of yours; I know you love me. How could you get past me?" she murmured, gently, returning his whispered self-critique with a compliment that she truly meant.

"You are my everything and any word that you say is something I want to hear. Okay? Never think that you aren't enough-instead, you are an overwhelming plenty. Really though, Gavin- I seriously don't think you understand how deeply I care for you. No matter what you do, no matter what you say, I'll always love and protect you. Oh-and, uh, is there anyone who's bullying you? Because... they'll get it, if so." At this point, Skipper's words were jumbled and messy, dancing over and across each-other in her rush to press the idea into Gavin's mind that he was cared for. She said it with ferocity, and certainty, trying to let him know that this was real, and he should accept it. But, with a gentler touch, she gently squeezed the sandy tom's tail with her, smiling slightly.