Title: Loving Truth

Pairings: Jeroden/Logre

Words: 398

Fandom: Etrian Odyssey 4

AN: I was going to save this for a scene/saga in my Nexus series, but you know what? Screw it. Here it is. Hope you enjoy~!

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"The truth is...I love you."

Those words...were unfairly hard to say. And yet, Logre felt a sense of relief when the words were finally uttered. He had struggled with it for quite some time. The words foreign to him in many ways.

But he knew that he had said the right thing and that it was true. It was from Jeroden's expression that made him realise that. Surprise at the admission, his eyes wide and his mouth open. But that soon melded into an expression that was of heartfelt happiness. There was no other way to describe it.

He looked happy.

"Can you say that again?" Jeroden requested.

"I love you," Logre stated again. It was thankfully easier the second time round.

Jeroden responded by reaching out and placing his hands on Logre's sides. He drew him close to him and rested his forehead against his. His smile, filled with relief and loving fondness, never faltered.

"I love you, too," Jeroden said in response.

A warmth that Logre had only ever experienced when he was with Jeroden filled Logre's chest. For some reason, he felt relieved as well. He knew how Jeroden felt for him. It shouldn't have been unnerving for him to finally admit his own feelings. But there was that stupid voice in the back of his head, causing doubt.

But that doubt faded quickly as Jeroden wrapped one arm around his waist. He pulled his forehead away from Logre's and gently took a hold of his chin.

Tilting his head back ever so slightly, Jeroden gazed down at Logre, his gaze warm but somehow intense. He then lowered his head and pressed his lips against Logre's. For a moment, Logre wasn't sure as what to do. But soon only the sensation of Jeroden's lips against his was all that registered in his mind.

Closing his eyes, Logre could only cling onto Jeroden as he kissed him. Softly, slowly, but sensually. Though, under the gentle caresses of their lips moving against one another, Logre could sense that Jeroden was holding back. Restraining himself. Ensuring that their first kiss would as slow and as gentle as Logre obviously needed.

Though, it was somehow easy to tell that Jeroden wanted nothing more than to kiss him senseless.

Logre wasn't exactly ready for such intimacy or passion, but in the future he would be. He was sure of it.