[ with how close they are already, there's really no mistaking what to do next. but even with his best attempt to be smooth, he's a little overeager in moving in and (finally, finally) pressing their lips together. there's no fireworks or incredible spark, but that's to be expected - they're both calm, old souls. instead, there's a rising warmth that envelops the moment, with only the two of them bearing witness to it.
he raises a hand to gently caress her cheek, which falls when he pulls away. but even when he does, he keeps close to her to stay in that warm moment. ]
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he raises a hand to gently caress her cheek, which falls when he pulls away. but even when he does, he keeps close to her to stay in that warm moment. ]