((Makoto stares a long moment at the ceiling, panting quietly, taken aback by the memory of the sensation. Finally his body relaxes, feeling as if he's fallen apart.
A short, breathless laugh slips out. His cheeks are red, but he smiles genuinely.)) You still look so cool after all that, Haru...
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A short, breathless laugh slips out. His cheeks are red, but he smiles genuinely.)) You still look so cool after all that, Haru...