[He stares, blinking a few times with gaze set on Yamamoto. Maybe it's that nervous little knot in his stomach or the smile that forms on those lips he'd just felt with his own that keep him from looking away.]
Um, I...
[An automatic response would have been to apologize, but he can't get the word sorry out. He's hardly sorry; actually, as flush and hot as his face is, he ignores the small panicking voice in his head and keeps a quiet, but firm expression on his face. His eyes flutter, blinking as if doing a double take when he hears the last question Yamamoto asks.]
Kiss you? I c-can. Nn, I... want to.
[It's cute how Yamamoto's still rhyming and looking to him with the same hopefulness he has inside. Again, he inches in, a little slower in case Yamamoto changes his mind or he loses grip of the courage he has. The tip of his nose bumps against Yamamoto's and barely brushes the less distance he puts between their faces.]
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Um, I...
[An automatic response would have been to apologize, but he can't get the word sorry out. He's hardly sorry; actually, as flush and hot as his face is, he ignores the small panicking voice in his head and keeps a quiet, but firm expression on his face. His eyes flutter, blinking as if doing a double take when he hears the last question Yamamoto asks.]
Kiss you? I c-can. Nn, I... want to.
[It's cute how Yamamoto's still rhyming and looking to him with the same hopefulness he has inside. Again, he inches in, a little slower in case Yamamoto changes his mind or he loses grip of the courage he has. The tip of his nose bumps against Yamamoto's and barely brushes the less distance he puts between their faces.]