To engender affectionate feelings in me is not something that happens often, nor quickly,
at all. By the time they're there, and if the feeling is a mutual one (which, if the time it took to garner them is any indication, I doubt they'd have stuck around if it weren't the case,) I do then have difficulty with restraint. Not so much in the way of DROWNING him/her in hugs/kisses/etc., but of wanting to be around him/her constantly, do things for him/her, just...be near him/her. It's as if every ounce of potential affection I could ever have is directed at this one person, and because it never happens, I just can't be subtle about it--like the proverbial floodgates have opened--it's very childish. I've had to sit down and consciously think about a suitable approach, should I ever find a "victim" of my affections, and chiefly, because if I were on the other end of this, I'd HATE it!
Had this been asked when in my teens, however, and if I had had any real relationships in that time, I definitely had the potential to be a stage 5 clinger. Like the mindset of: OMG I FOUND ONE! AND IT LIKES ME! IT
ACTUALLY LIKES ME! MINE!!11!!1
Thank god I'm a hermit.
I appreciate idiosyncratic expressions of affection from others--something unique to him/her and which only we understand. I guess that could be considered subtlety in the usual sense. Why? It seems more...special? Sort of like a brand of "love" distinct from that which you could have for any other person, ever. There's a different kind, and a different expression of it, for each person, even if the nature of it is romantic in all cases.