[Hands bunching on the collar of his shirt, his breath catching in his throat-- he's more than prepared for Yosuke to push him away; he's expecting it, really. So when he pulls Yu in closer instead, it-- it's like his mind is sparking, thoughts short-circuiting in a continuous loop. Questions without answers, or maybe with answers so obvious that he thinks there must be a catch...
But it doesn't matter right now. Does it? It's a struggle to turn off the overthinking, but he tries his best, and as they close in on one another his arms slide around Yosuke's back, like it's the most natural thing in the world. He breathes in, deepening the kiss on the exhale, slowly and gently venturing for more. Part of him is still ready to let go if Yosuke does decide to push away. But for now, he's invested in the moment, enough so that he doesn't even realize his feet have come unstuck.]
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But it doesn't matter right now. Does it? It's a struggle to turn off the overthinking, but he tries his best, and as they close in on one another his arms slide around Yosuke's back, like it's the most natural thing in the world. He breathes in, deepening the kiss on the exhale, slowly and gently venturing for more. Part of him is still ready to let go if Yosuke does decide to push away. But for now, he's invested in the moment, enough so that he doesn't even realize his feet have come unstuck.]