[ You can't blame him for being distracted when you kiss him and offer him soba. Even the bits of rice get forgotten as he thinks about next year and what it might offer.
That list of descriptions though... was he that affected by him back then? Yes. He thinks, perfectly content with the knowledge. This he understands. Filled his dreams late at night. Not the ones that left him restless and wanting but the ones that blanketed his heart in a field of flowers blooming under the moonlight. This time, it's him who leans forward. Who gently cups his cheek, and kisses him on the lips, sweetly and unhurried, letting the moment wash over him. ]
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That list of descriptions though... was he that affected by him back then? Yes. He thinks, perfectly content with the knowledge. This he understands. Filled his dreams late at night. Not the ones that left him restless and wanting but the ones that blanketed his heart in a field of flowers blooming under the moonlight. This time, it's him who leans forward. Who gently cups his cheek, and kisses him on the lips, sweetly and unhurried, letting the moment wash over him. ]
I can think of two.