[ oh lord. oh lord help him, he's so cute. the grinning, the nodding, the blush. it's like a school yard scene he never actually had the innocent childhood to live through. given BCR wasn't all that innocent or shy. but heaven or hell help him, merlin is precious beyond words, and it really just makes max want to toss him onto the bed and completely debauch him, but, thankfully, he realizes slow would probably be for the best here. ]

You are a boy. Unless I missed something.

[ with a mock frown, max brings his hands up to pat against merlin's chest here and there, like checking for boobs. nope, no boobs, definitely still a boy. in case you were worried about it. but he can watch the panic unfolding in his expression as well, can guess well enough considering the time period merlin came from, and he's chasing the warlock's hands, folding them into his own, with fingers curling to weave in merlin's. ]

It's okay. Nothing to be sorry for. [ absolutely nothing at all, and to make a point, he brings those hands up to his chest, and dips his head to kiss at the knuckles here and there. no one's going to explode, no one's going to come hunt them down for this. thumb passing gently over the side of his palms, max holds them there against his sternum, and steps close so he can speak quietly with him, only a few inches away. ]

Boys can kiss boys, boys can sleep with boys, boys can marry boys, and boys can adopt children with other boys. [ no that he'd done the latter two at all, but it's a possibility, and no one's going to get them in trouble for it. maybe they'd be judged a bit, but who cares, at this point? it's cuddle city, half the people are already smooching the same gender here. ]

It's all legal. Maybe not as socially accepted as one would like, but it's legal. [ and in eudio, probably only frowned on by the very opinionated. ]