A/N: I should be continuing to play Harvest Moon or something.
Jericho moved his arms around and span in circles. He was smiled and laughed a lot.
Herald could practically feel their heart leap out their chest.
And right then and there they decided they loved Jericho.
No, it was not when they had finally had their first date after months of hand holding, hugs, and all that mushy stuff. Or after Herald could swear to whatever holy being there was that they saw a halo around Jericho's hair after he saved them the other day from an attack.
No, it was when Herald and Jericho were dancing to the worst music ever imagined at a party. Herald tripped over air with Jericho and all the food, drinks, and table decorations fell with them. Everyone stared and laughed a them both. Herald felt a tap at their shoulder. They turned and Jericho was there offering a hand. Herald took it. Herald made a face as if nothing had happened. As if the coolest people in the place had not just totally embarrassed themselves.
Jericho then pulled Herald close. He led them both into a dance.
Yes. Right then and there, while they danced in dirty clothing embarrassing themselves even further, Herald decided they loved Jericho.
Herald laughed (an ugly, snorted laugh that Jericho seemed to adore) with him.
They span in circles, without a care in the world.