T/W: A bit depressing chapter. Suicidal thoughts. Read with caution.
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Love.
Devion did not stop loving Khal. And he knew the other was the same.
Yet, neither of them ever discussed it again.
He could not believe he was having this conversation with someone other than Khal. And it was someone not involved, but somehow he was not an exact outsider either.
Ayen was technically part of it now, too.
"It's easier to think so." Devion nodded, admitting Ayen's words. "But love isn't enough..." He paused and then chuckled lightly. "Now, I'm saying these corny ass words. But it's true."
Devion sighed. He put Khal's hand in his lips, closed his eyes firmly, and kissed it for a moment.
Ayen watched him in silence.
After a while, Devion returned his gaze to Ayen.
