You tell Veritas you love him. It was nothing fancy. Just something along the lines of ‘Goodnight. I love you.’ before you left his place.

His reaction isn’t one you expected. You watch as his eyebrows furrow and a small frown forms on his face. He looks angry? No— Frustrated.

Something about you saying ‘I love you’ like that to him as if it’s a casual saying, while it’s taken him weeks to even find the right time to say it seems to set him off.

You feel his hand wrap around your wrist as he pulls you back into the room. “How dare you?” He grumbles quietly, a light blush dusting his cheeks. “I wanted to be the one to say it first.”