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wisteria fairy ([personal profile] embellwish) wrote in [community profile] perfectmatch 2025-06-25 08:10 pm (UTC)

[ Amateurish or no, this kiss is more than she ever imagined it would be like. The slight curve of his lips, the tentative hand at her shoulder — it all culminates into a fragile kind of sweetness, new to the world as a fawn. All she wants is to protect and nurture that fledgling affection, watch it grow and mature into something bigger, just as she had waited patiently for his stumbling words become more steady.

When the kiss breaks, she's quick to close her arms around him into a hug, resting her chin over his shoulder and breathing out a sigh. He's been able to manage looking at her directly today, but when she would daydream about elaborating on how she feels about him, she would think about doing it like this, so that he might listen without any worries on his mind. Laughing quietly to herself, her brow furrows, unseen to him. ]


...I really care for you, you know? I've never felt like this before.

[ Which is true. Experienced as she seems in all other manners of romance and intimacy, Yingying hasn't ever been in love, hasn't ever taken a true lover. But his gentle, oblivious sincerity have captured her heart in full, like no one has been able to in the past. ]

I want to learn everything about you, see you smile and laugh.... to keep seeing new sides of you. [ She hugs him a little tighter, the touch of her skin cool. ] You've never left my side, all this time. That meant everything to me. I wanted you to know that, at least.

[ No matter how this impromptu confession had ended up, he deserved to know how much that had affected her — greeting her in the morning, staying through the night, coming back for her without fail. Out of everything, that's what's eased her loneliness most. ]

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