As the two of you ambled down the lively streets, you were taken aback when Veritas Ratio's fingers entwined with yours. The sudden touch was a small yet significant gesture that conveyed the depth of his feelings for you. Even though he had never explicitly expressed his love, you felt it in the way he looked at you, the way he held your hand.

Veritas was a man of few words, but he cherished every moment spent with you. Being in love was a new experience for him, and he was determined to make the most of it. As he caught you looking at him, he quickly turned his gaze away, his cheeks flushing a faint red. You couldn't help but chuckle at his shyness.

"Stop looking at me," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyebrows were furrowed as he ran his free hand through his hair.

You knew that your lover wasn't comfortable with public displays of affection, but for you, he was willing to break his own rules. He was willing to try, just for you. The warmth of his hand in yours, his unspoken devotion, made you feel like the luckiest person in the world.