[She feels a bit of burn behind her eyes, but embarrassingly blinks it down. Crying right now would be idiotic. Even as her heart seems to squeeze behind her ribs and she finds herself untangling their hands. Maybe it was time to take a page out of Mukuro's book, to act on instinct instead of speaking.
Celeste fists her hands in the crease of Five's lapel, crushing the fabric as she drags him closer and kisses him instead.
It's clumsy, rushed, and the second time she's ever kissed anyone in her life. But she decides that it doesn't matter, because she can't quite say anything back to him. Can't find the words. But she can do this.]
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Date: 2022-02-16 02:22 am (UTC)Celeste fists her hands in the crease of Five's lapel, crushing the fabric as she drags him closer and kisses him instead.
It's clumsy, rushed, and the second time she's ever kissed anyone in her life. But she decides that it doesn't matter, because she can't quite say anything back to him. Can't find the words. But she can do this.]