[as someone so experienced in hiding full truths from others, Dohalim can almost hear and feel that distance in Gepard's voice. perhaps he could just brush it off as the man just gathering his thoughts and putting them into coherency, but... no, this is different. it's a little worrying, but then again, when has he never worried about Gepard?

lifting a hand up slowly, Dohalim lets his palm rest on the blond's chest, right over his heart. a small reassurance, to remind Gepard in whatever thought he's stuck in that he's still with him]

Geppie... [Dohalim sighs softly, leaning in to press another soft kiss to his neck] I have nothing but an abundance of patience for you. You do not have to worry about that with me.

With that being said... If there is anything you wish to get off your chest... I would not mind lending an ear.

[if Gepard doesn't want to talk, then Dohalim won't push the issue, nor call him out on it. that would be entirely hypocritical, especially when he himself would rather compartmentalise his own unpleasant memories than talk about them]