Your love language was words of affirmation, while Hadir's was definitely physical touch. You hated physical contact, but you'd let him touch you whenever he wanted.

"You're a softie." Hadir spoke. You two were currently hugging in his bed, his arms wrapped around you and your hands lightly brushing his arms.

"built like a mountain, yet so soft.." He whispered, his hands caressing the back of your head.