[ it's an idle thought that crosses tseng's mind as aerith meets his eyes and smiles back: how different is he now, to the tseng aerith knew back home? so many months in this place have surely left their mark on his behavior, whether or not he's cognizant of the change. does he seem gentler at all, kinder? or does she still regard him as the same severe disciplinarian who had been assigned her keeper at only fifteen?
that's something to think about later, though. aerith leans up to bring their faces closer, but doesn't close the distance between them, and tseng too chooses to hold back. it's almost teasing, how they can feel the warmth of each other's breathing. ]
I do, too, [ tseng says, as though telling her a secret in return. ] Very much.
[ slowly, although more playful than cautious, tseng leans forward too until his nose brushes against aerith's, until their lips are so close that speaking a single word would be enough to make them touch. and then he stops, scant millimeters away from her, daring aerith to be the one to make that first concrete move. ]
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that's something to think about later, though. aerith leans up to bring their faces closer, but doesn't close the distance between them, and tseng too chooses to hold back. it's almost teasing, how they can feel the warmth of each other's breathing. ]
I do, too, [ tseng says, as though telling her a secret in return. ] Very much.
[ slowly, although more playful than cautious, tseng leans forward too until his nose brushes against aerith's, until their lips are so close that speaking a single word would be enough to make them touch. and then he stops, scant millimeters away from her, daring aerith to be the one to make that first concrete move. ]