[ Gentle, cool, free; the autumn winds catch them from on high, sweeping past his bangs of blond as she contently smiles. So too, does his own heart steady. No longer hammering wildly in his chest despite what he's about to do upon carefully setting her down on her own two feet. He lets her lean against him, the slant of the roof not too deep as he comfortably keeps his balance. With an arm settled around her waist, strong hand splaying against her back and a hand tracing the side of her cheek, he leans in, placing that bow atop the gift that is her birthday itself.
He kisses her so softly as he closes his eyes; the very same way as he would behind closed doors. Within the walls of the Kamisato Estate.
Or here, where no one but the stars could lay witness. ]
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He kisses her so softly as he closes his eyes; the very same way as he would behind closed doors. Within the walls of the Kamisato Estate.
Or here, where no one but the stars could lay witness. ]