A/N: No prequel to Fatebinder yet. Instead, have a little something I wrote at 2 AM while building a model kit.

"There's something about twilight that just overwhelms my senses. "

Kiara turned to her companion as they watched dusk fall over the Last City from the top of the Walls, having just returned from a Nightfall mission. For a minute Rhylan kept silent before he continued.

"When I look at your eyes at sunset, the world just... fades away."

By now, Rhylan had shifted his gaze to his companion and had reached his hand out to hold hers. Eyes brimming with warmth no Fonts of Light could bring, he found the breath and strength to say what had been weighing heavily both in his mind and heart for the past few months.

"I love you."

The words left Rhylan's mouth and landed upon her ears like sweet balm, sending a spike of something sharp and electric through her body and at the same time gently pushing against a wall long erected.

Rhylan blinked and pursed his lips. His eyes – though long hardened by centuries of war – flickered with a small stab of hurt. "… Does that still frighten you?"

"… Yes."

Kiara's breath hitched in her throat for a moment as she maintained his gaze, his eyes remaining tender as his strong hands gently held hers.

"But that's okay." Kiara closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When they opened, orbs of starlight locked with tender, hazel ones, and the Warlock felt like losing her ability to breathe as the wellspring of the Titan's heart poured through those portals to his soul. With another small intake of air, one final push from inside collapsed the barriers around her heart.

"Because I think I love you too."

A complete and utter silence occupied the moments that followed; how could the Titan not hold her in his arms and kiss her senseless, having heard what he had said returned to him just as sincerely? Somewhere in between these kisses and his mind racing to recount the last couple of minutes, a laugh swelled in the man's chest and forced him to break away just a bit, their foreheads still pressed together.

Kiara, letting out a few heavy sighs and frowning slightly, asked, "What is it?"

"You think?"

Kiara stared up at him for a few seconds before groaning and faceplanting into his chest, her hands still clutching his. "Rhys… we were having a moment."

That just made the Titan laugh harder, all the while letting go of her hands and wrapping an arm around her in a half-embrace. "I'm so sorry," he managed between his cackles.

"Ugh, you ruined it…"

Rhylan's laughter slowed to mere giggles, a loving smile written all over his face as he gently tipped her head with one hand to meet his gaze. "Did I?"

Kiara let out another groan. "Stop doing that."

The corner of his lips curl further upwards. "Doing what?"

"That. That adoring gaze that makes me not be mad at you."

Rhylan chuckled. "Now why would I ever get rid such an effective way of defending myself?"

She pouted and gave him a deadpan look.

He grinned and pulled her close again, placing a gentle kiss on her pouting lips and almost immediately deflating her. Drawing back just enough to glimpse her eyes again, Rhylan saw that Kiara was at the most beautiful he had ever seen her.

"I love you, Kia," he said softly, voice filled with every emotion he could pour into his words.

She smiled widely – forehead pressed against his – and breathed her answer against his lips. "I love you too, Rhys."

Watch out for that next story sometime before next week, folks.