A.N: Major spoilers up to chapter 106, slight ones up to 112.
Love
Nikolo knew he should be more mindful of his surroundings, that Grior could walk in at any given moment, but that fact was stashed to the back of his mind as he pushed Sasha against the kitchen wall, passionately kissing her. It was wrong, he knew, for she was an Eldian and he a Marleyan, but at that moment, and many other moments before it, he just couldn't bring himself to care. He had no idea where it had come from, but wasn't there a saying "all is fair in love and war?" Well, there was definitely a war going on and he was in love, so it was all good.
…
Love. Yes, he couldn't deny it anymore; he had fallen in love with this Eldian woman. And he couldn't help but wonder if she felt the same way.
Deciding that for once he wouldn't beat around the push, Nikolo pulled away and asked: "Sasha?"
"Yeah?" the girl asked, slightly more out of breath than Nikolo.
"Do you love me?" he could see the blush spreading on Sasha's face, but then she grinned, throwing her arms around his neck "Yeah."
Nikolo could feel himself blushing as well. In order to hide it from Sasha, he pulled her in to a kiss once more. When they broke away, Nikolo asked: "How much do you love me?"
"Almost as much as I love cookies!" Sasha cheered, making Nikolo stare, unblinking. Sweat dropping, Sasha asks sheepishly: "That was the wrong answer, wasn't it?"
Nikolo stared at her for a little more before bursting in to laughter.
"No" he said, kissing Sasha's forehead "Things like these are exactly what I love about you."
And he never wanted her to change.
A.N: I suppose this can be called fluff? I've always been bad at writing that, but this came out okay.