[The kiss definitely feels amazing. All the kisses they had shared so far had been something Jean had only dreamed of. Having her close, kissing her, her arms around him in an embrace. Mikasa made him feel so alive and high on love.
Not that he had confessed yet, but he's pretty sure by now his feelings are clear as day. If not, at least she'd see there's something there. Something that has always been there. He wanted to tell her with his own words. Someday. When the timing would feel right.
Right now he wraps his own arms around her, holding her as close as he could. Without breaking the kiss, he guides her so she can even sit on his lap. But only if she wanted to, of course.
Jean wanted to be as close to her as possible, but he also respected her limits. Because he loves her. Truly, madly, deeply.]
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Not that he had confessed yet, but he's pretty sure by now his feelings are clear as day. If not, at least she'd see there's something there. Something that has always been there. He wanted to tell her with his own words. Someday. When the timing would feel right.
Right now he wraps his own arms around her, holding her as close as he could. Without breaking the kiss, he guides her so she can even sit on his lap. But only if she wanted to, of course.
Jean wanted to be as close to her as possible, but he also respected her limits. Because he loves her. Truly, madly, deeply.]