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[youngtimer]

[he watches her carefully, with a quiet concern. he's waiting for her high, dismissive laughter, some remark about how pathetic it is that he let his guard down like this. about how she thought it was beyond him.

but nothing comes. instead, she seems to be watching him just as carefully. he stops searching, stops worrying, and simply looks at her, letting everything he hasn't said out through his eyes.

it's a long, strange silence, but it isn't an uncomfortable one, and that surprises him just as much as it may her. he squeezes her hands again gently, and just ... nods. yes, he means it. yes, it's true. yes, it's you. it might always be you, now. yes, yes, yes.]

[gothicgambit]

[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.]

[youngtimer]

[it's curious how being startled and relieved can fit so easily in the same space. he only has time to blink, but even in that tiny space of time, Horatio realizes what's coming, and meets her halfway. clumsy as the kiss is, he adjusts to it, finding her lips with his as he slides a hand around the back of her slender, soft neck. his fingertips hook in just the right place. somehow the pressure he puts into the kiss is gentle and starving at once.

has he done this before? yes, most definitely. but has he cared so much? just as definitely not. he wants her to know that this is safe to do. that he's not about to hurt her or betray her or - or anything anyone else in her awful past may have done.]