[ it takes a moment for those words to actually process in haru's mind, and when it does, he's sitting up so carefully, he doesn't even make a sound. as if any sudden movement or noise might scare this moment away...
he's quiet, too, when he lifts a hand, sets it gently along her cheek to tip her face up slightly. and then he's leaning in, letting his breath tickle her lips before—
a soft peck to the corner of her lips.
he pulls back, meeting her eyes with a grin. ]
I don't need some dumb game to make me want to kiss you. When we do it, I want it to mean something, too.
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he's quiet, too, when he lifts a hand, sets it gently along her cheek to tip her face up slightly. and then he's leaning in, letting his breath tickle her lips before—
a soft peck to the corner of her lips.
he pulls back, meeting her eyes with a grin. ]
I don't need some dumb game to make me want to kiss you. When we do it, I want it to mean something, too.