[ Even with his arms covered by his kimono sleeves, her fingertips trailing down them sends rush from the back of his head all the way down, contentment awash of him completely as his own arms move down. But before they can settle around her waist, her hands catch his. Both of them, returning her gentle squeeze. His smile is smaller, but ever present in this private moment when he finally opens his eyes in turn. No one can see him but her. This was okay for tonight. ]
Maybe we don't need them.
[ "Words aren't the only way to tell someone how you're feeling." Ah...he doesn't fluster, but he realizes he just outed himself. To be "happy", especially in this way... It's definitely a first for him, too. Everything was so uncertain still, but...as the days go by, he's going to learn how to figure it out. And if he stays like this? He might not have to do it alone. ]
Yeah... [ He nods with a gentle hum of confirmation. ] Every second.
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Maybe we don't need them.
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"Words aren't the only way to tell someone how you're feeling."Ah...he doesn't fluster, but he realizes he just outed himself. To be "happy", especially in this way... It's definitely a first for him, too. Everything was so uncertain still, but...as the days go by, he's going to learn how to figure it out. And if he stays like this? He might not have to do it alone. ]Yeah... [ He nods with a gentle hum of confirmation. ] Every second.