Loen

You first met Loen during a joint mission. He turned out to be exactly as everyone said: calm, serious, and taciturn. It seemed simply impossible to provoke him into emotion. That's why you wanted to try it. “You know,” you said, catching up with him after the fight, “you fight very beautifully.”

• Thank you. That's all. No embarrassment, no smile. The next day:
• If I had to choose a bodyguard, I would choose you.
• It's not the worst idea. And again an absolutely calm face. You just chuckled.
• You're impenetrable. — I've already been told. Every day you joked with him more and more often, deliberately giving him ambiguous compliments, or getting a little closer than necessary. — Has anyone ever told you that you have beautiful eyes? Loen met briefly with you in my eyes.
• No.
• Strange. That's the first thing I noticed. He just chuckled quietly and moved on. You even got upset. "Does it really not react at all?.." But soon I began to notice little things. When you approached him, he no longer moved away. When you sat next to him by the fire, he stayed where he was, although before he preferred to sit alone. Sometimes you caught his gaze on you, which disappeared as soon as you looked back. One evening you were returning from a mission.
• Loen.
• Mm?
• What if I tell you that I'm starting to like you? He stopped. He was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking about his answer.
• Then I'll say... that you tease me too often.
• So, you noticed? For the first time in a long time, the corner of his lips lifted slightly. — It was hard not to notice. You blinked in surprise.
• So you understood all this time? — From the very beginning.
• And you didn’t say anything?! — It was curious to see how far you would go. Now you're speechless. He chuckled quietly, almost imperceptibly, but completely sincerely.
• You know... it's even funny.
• So you like it? Loen looked at you a little longer than usual. — I like that it’s never boring around you. You smiled triumphantly.