[Needy types are so cute. That's what he firmly believes. Though it's not that he wants Elan—or Nagisa or Jun or anyone else—to depend on him too much. It's better if the people he loves can stand on their own feet. Yet when that happens, he's left with conflicted feelings: a muddy mixture of pride and uncertainty. If they can get by without him, will they still want to be near him? Or will they go off somewhere and forget?
It took him a while to realize that he can still be wanted, even if he isn't needed. But that's what Elan shows him with a slow and sweet press of his lips. It's hardly the first time they've kissed today, and yet it feels different from their frenzied kisses in the shower, or their heated exchange on the sofa earlier. He wraps his hands around his mug of tea, steadying it in his lap so that it doesn't spill over, and returns the kiss softly, letting his eyes slip shut. Elan might be able to feel him smiling into it.]
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It took him a while to realize that he can still be wanted, even if he isn't needed. But that's what Elan shows him with a slow and sweet press of his lips. It's hardly the first time they've kissed today, and yet it feels different from their frenzied kisses in the shower, or their heated exchange on the sofa earlier. He wraps his hands around his mug of tea, steadying it in his lap so that it doesn't spill over, and returns the kiss softly, letting his eyes slip shut. Elan might be able to feel him smiling into it.]