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"I trained myself to always seem in control." Logan's voice lowered. "But with you, it's not the same. I'm not the same."
"You seem upset about that."
"I'm not sure if I like being different,"
"You realize you're only different with me, right? And I'd never judge you for it." Barry's expression softened as he brushed Logan's hair from his forehead. "I think it’s a privilege to see this side of you. I really like it," he confessed, his thumb gently stroking Logan's cheek.
Logan hesitated, his eyes meeting Barry's with a mix of uncertainty and curiosity.
Their gazes lingered before Barry leaned in, capturing Logan's lips in a kiss. It was a moment that seemed to suspend time, and for Logan, it was a revelation.
In that kiss, he realized his heart had found its true home. 💙
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