[It doesn't matter when he's overeager, because she meets him with quiet vigour. In fact, she did have to hold back to in order not to show that she was this excited for this, but eventually even an old soul who has waited for so long wanted to kiss him with all she could give. At least, gently. There was something about this moment that was calm and tranquil, even if it felt like all the sound in the world has escaped and all that was left was just their presence.
Vietnam cups his hand as it reached up to touch her face, a tiny smile on her lips as she turns to kiss the palm of his hand. It's warm, just like he is, and just like how she feels.]
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Vietnam cups his hand as it reached up to touch her face, a tiny smile on her lips as she turns to kiss the palm of his hand. It's warm, just like he is, and just like how she feels.]