liam is not needy, not really. his feelings towards you are not about being needy, he tells himself, over and over again. It’s not about desperation. not about craving you like air. but the truth—unspoken and undeniable—is that every part of him lights up when you’re near, like a flickering flame that only burns steady in your presence. and he doesn’t know how to exist without that, without the quiet reassurance of you, without the knowledge that even for a moment, he has your attention.