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All the fear, and possibly anxiety of the thought of love slowly left when Kaden saw Deiru stumbling over his words, managing to see that blush on his face and then....the older demon couldn't stop himself from smiling. It was difficult not to, Deiru just made him happy and maybe...just possibly he did care enough for him to love him. But he couldn't say it until he was sure.
"Maybe I do love you Deiru...but I still have to see if it's the truth before I tell you. So how about we wait a little, and when we know we care that much for one another, we'll say it. Naturally we'll just say it without thinking. Surely that's how love works. You agree?" Kaden whispered as he brought a hand up to softly brush his finger against Deiru's warm cheeks.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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