Hearing Zephyr's sudden, heartfelt confession, Lucien's heart skipped a beat.
For a moment, he simply stared at Zephyr, too stunned to respond. Zephyr was waiting for his answer, his usually calm expression carrying a quiet seriousness that made the weight of his words impossible to ignore.
Then, the meaning behind those words finally sank in. If he accepted his feelings, everything between them would change.
Lucien instinctively tried to pull his hand away, feeling as though it wasn't Zephyr's cool fingers against his own, but countless needles pricking into his skin. The moment Zephyr felt his resistance, he released him.
