His love language is exotically adorable! He isn't the one who would sing about his love from the rooftops. He is painfully shy and logical. He is definitely not someone who will flood her space with sweet, mushy words or type too many irrelevant, sugary sentences when they chat on the social media. He knows, those things are not quite consistent. And he has always loved gifting her consistency as a mark of respect for his affection towards her. He is the one who watches her from the corner of his eye, observing every little thing she does. A giant of a man who has the world at his feet, adores her enough to ask her to be careful when she is standing at some hidden corner of a room, comically balancing herself to wear her shoes. When her glasses fog and she is registering how to get it cleaned, he gets her a tissue paper despite being engrossed in work. When she sneezes, his hand reflexly switches off the fan. No words, mind you. When she's sick, he rushes to give her the medicines at midnight. No hugs or kisses but lucid instructions on how to take them. When she tells him that she misses him, he thinks for a while and tells her the feasible time to meet instead of saying that he misses her too. Always the problem solver! He expresses his sweet essence sometimes. And the way he does, nobody can. He doesn't write about eternity, soul dissolving embraces, tender kisses or dreamy moments but he writes about a realistic future with her by his side, hoping she will remain till he breathes his last. She, who did not believe in knights in shining armors, has found a rare one. His armor is slightly rusted for he has been fighting wars since a long time. And that is why, he is perfect.
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