[Yoosung's face couldn't get any hotter, but when Yuuki's expression changes, he feels like he's going to die of embarrassment. He'd read him wrong... but at least he still looks happy about it... his heart is in his throat but he feels good too. Yuuki isn't rejecting him. He's right here. If he thinks about it, this was almost a confession and now he's asking to hear more. But he's right about his girlfriend, how he prays with his all that she's alive and won't ever come where he is - that he's still managed to keep her safe with the only love he was able to give her. Yoosung has only just now realized that he might love Yuuki the same way. If that were really the case, he would want to tell him properly, the kind of heartfelt confession there's no way he's articulate enough to string together right now. Before they kissed... he would owe him that much... Yoosung's eyelids flutter as he comes to another realization. His smile stretches wider, confident in his response.]
Yeah.
[And then he finally closes the gap. Not with his lips - he touches their foreheads. He wishes to convey to him the precise way he has felt in this moment, so he can understand. He sends this sentiment gently, synchronizing their breaths for a moment. Then he pulls back, back to the distance they were before, so he doesn't overload him. He hopes he got the message.]
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Yeah.
[And then he finally closes the gap. Not with his lips - he touches their foreheads. He wishes to convey to him the precise way he has felt in this moment, so he can understand. He sends this sentiment gently, synchronizing their breaths for a moment. Then he pulls back, back to the distance they were before, so he doesn't overload him. He hopes he got the message.]