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"I...I have tender feelings for-for you . Tender and soft and- Fuck, Nex. I want to keep you with me always. I've never felt the things I feel for you for- for anyone ."

"Moon..." He whispered, looking at him as if he hung the very stars themselves with his navy hands.

Moon lay frozen as if awaiting his rejection, his censure, his optics nearly locked closed. His hands twitched, his movement controls clearly still slightly damaged and the tension in his body pressing on the artificial nerve

Nexus leaned in. He pressed a kiss to the corner of the other’s mouth.

"What would you do if I said I felt the same?"

"Y-you do?" His usually deeper voice was high and breathy, and he clung to wide shoulders like he would float away if he let go.

Nexus blushed and nodded, smiling shyly. "I do..."