[It was such a relief when she agreed, and also when her fingers stopped moving. He took a deep breath, his eyes admiring her face at his own pace, now that she gave him a chance to. After a long moment, he lifted a hand free from her shoulder. There was some more hesitating before he moved it again, and lightly traced his thumb from the tip of her nose to he forehead. His other fingers pushing her bangs out of the way. Once the area was cleared he carefully leaned down and rested his lips against her forehead. It wasn't a kiss - to him - but he was hoping it would relay to her just how she had endeared herself to him in the short time they had known each other.
He just held himself like that, feeling how the skin warmed gently beneath his contact. Any minute now, his mind was going to catch up to what he was doing, and he might as well enjoy the moment before that fear wound itself tight around his feelings once more.]