[there is a moment where Fearless starts to wonder, starts to doubt, to think— but Idia presses against him, and Fearless forgets that worry. it's replaced with a need to be closer, to cup Idia's other cheek with his free hand, too.
this is what he wanted. but how long has he wanted this? had Seras's feelings bled into him, or were these always his own? those were questions for later. he kisses Idia a moment longer— and when he pulls away, it isn't far.]
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this is what he wanted. but how long has he wanted this? had Seras's feelings bled into him, or were these always his own? those were questions for later. he kisses Idia a moment longer— and when he pulls away, it isn't far.]