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Allen was in cloud nine ever since he and Lenalee had become an item. The intimacy was something so precious that he simply could believe sometimes it was real. But after each intense moment of passion would come countless other moments of tenderness and pure love he never believed he would get to experience. Of course there were some issues they had yet to work out. One of them being the fact that the bulk of the Order had not yet caught on to just how far his relationship with Lenalee had progressed. They still acted quite normal in front of others. They weren't kissing in front of anyone else. At most they just held hands and talked for what felt like hours on end. Still Allen knew they had to figure things out eventually and he wanted to approach the topic in a more relaxing setting aside from Lenalee's room where some of Komui's gifts had managed to sneak their way into recently. Almost as if the man suspected him and Lenalee had been up to nefarious things. The library ended up chosen for that very reason.


Very few actually used this place aside from the science team and they were all completely busy with one of Komui's recent projects and the safeguards necessary to make sure they would blow up the whole Headquarters.

"Lenalee. I think we need to talk." He started as he sat opposite of the girl and closed the book between his hands.