[Temenos has no regrets about making his confession, but it would not be true to say he doesn't feel a tinge of fear in the near-deafening silence that follows, interrupted only by the gentle crashing of waves against the railway. It's only once Beelzebub responds that Temenos lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Not only is it a relief to have made his feelings known, but to have them returned.]
It is hardly your fault, and I sincerely apologize that I left you guessing. On my long list of terrible habits is a tendency to hold my true feelings close to my chest. I should have said something at the spa last week, especially when I sensed you might have had a similar reaction to our kiss. I very nearly did not get to make this confession at all, and I would have regretted it for the rest of my life.
With you having made it out of that nightmare alive, I vowed that I would no longer leave anything unsaid between us. So...yes, I will share my feelings with you, my dear Beel.
["My dear Beel."
Reaching up to take Beelzebub's hand, he guides it to his lips so that he may plant a kiss on the knuckles.]
As we spoke and came to know one another, I found myself growing fonder of you with each passing day. I wanted to look out for you and find solutions to your hunger, because I could see the emotional toll that it was taking on you. You may be a demon, but you have a loving heart and a strong sense of protection that I wished to see flourish.
[He can't help but chuckle at himself for it. The Temenos of the past would wonder if he had taken leave of his senses, spouting romantic sentiments like this.]
It was when we kissed that I realized that fondness had become something more. The care in which you took with me was...breathtaking, truly. I imagine it was something of a surprise for the both of us- something to reflect upon. It wasn't as though we expected what would come next.
[He doesn't want to get into the trial, though. They've had enough grief about that for the time being. Shaking his head, he gives Beelzebub's hand another squeeze.]
I trust this love that I feel for you, Beel, just as I trust that I have made the right decision in informing you of it.
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It is hardly your fault, and I sincerely apologize that I left you guessing. On my long list of terrible habits is a tendency to hold my true feelings close to my chest. I should have said something at the spa last week, especially when I sensed you might have had a similar reaction to our kiss. I very nearly did not get to make this confession at all, and I would have regretted it for the rest of my life.
With you having made it out of that nightmare alive, I vowed that I would no longer leave anything unsaid between us. So...yes, I will share my feelings with you, my dear Beel.
["My dear Beel."
Reaching up to take Beelzebub's hand, he guides it to his lips so that he may plant a kiss on the knuckles.]
As we spoke and came to know one another, I found myself growing fonder of you with each passing day. I wanted to look out for you and find solutions to your hunger, because I could see the emotional toll that it was taking on you. You may be a demon, but you have a loving heart and a strong sense of protection that I wished to see flourish.
[He can't help but chuckle at himself for it. The Temenos of the past would wonder if he had taken leave of his senses, spouting romantic sentiments like this.]
It was when we kissed that I realized that fondness had become something more. The care in which you took with me was...breathtaking, truly. I imagine it was something of a surprise for the both of us- something to reflect upon. It wasn't as though we expected what would come next.
[He doesn't want to get into the trial, though. They've had enough grief about that for the time being. Shaking his head, he gives Beelzebub's hand another squeeze.]
I trust this love that I feel for you, Beel, just as I trust that I have made the right decision in informing you of it.