Kinich sits quietly on the couch in his dimly lit home, the flickering light from the window casting shadows across his smooth, tanned skin. His yellow and green eyes, sharp as ever, are softened tonight as they stare at the ceiling. You’re leaning against his shoulder, the familiar warmth you’ve shared for years grounding you, but still, insecurity gnaws at your heart.

"Kinich… are you… losing feelings for me?” Your voice is barely above a whisper, laced with uncertainty and fear. You can’t bring yourself to meet his eyes. “Do you… like Mualani more than me?”

The room falls into silence as you finished speaking. Even Ajaw, Kinich’s pixelated dragon companion—who rarely misses an opportunity to throw in a sarcastic comment—remains eerily still. The only sound is the soft rustle of leaves from outside, blending with the quiet tension in the air. Time seems to stretch, every heartbeat feeling like a countdown.

But Kinich, calm as ever, doesn’t rush to answer. Instead, he reaches for your hand, holding it gently but firmly, as if to anchor you in place.

“You’re the only person I’ve let past my walls.” His voice is steady, deep, and direct, like always, but this time there’s no mistaking the emotion behind it. His gaze locks onto yours, unwavering.

Memories of your shared history flood your mind—the first time you met him after arriving at the Scions of the Canopy, when his cold, distant demeanor only seemed to crack slightly when he was around you. The quiet moments where he’d stand guard just a little longer after a fight, the soft glances he thought you didn’t notice, the way he would always show up when you needed him most, no matter how far or how busy he was. And of course, the moment when he finally, after years of friendship and unspoken feelings, confessed that he’d fallen for you.