[As soon as she's leaning in, he's realizing he's made a Mistake. His eyes go wide as she leans in, and he can't quite help but lean back, just a little. His breath catches in his throat, and she's close enough that he can imagine he can feel her warmth against his wet skin.
Whether he wants to kiss her or not, he's not stupid enough to spring something like that on her. Instead, he clears his throat, a hand coming unconsciously to his tie to adjust it. His cheeks are flared brilliant pink from a flush that he can feel, and knows there's no way she hasn't noticed.]
T-thanks...
[She can... lean back now? No, wait, he knows what to do. He reaches past her to grab that kusamochi and hold it up to her lips. Still awkward, but at least now there's some kind of barrier between her face and his.]
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Whether he wants to kiss her or not, he's not stupid enough to spring something like that on her. Instead, he clears his throat, a hand coming unconsciously to his tie to adjust it. His cheeks are flared brilliant pink from a flush that he can feel, and knows there's no way she hasn't noticed.]
T-thanks...
[She can... lean back now? No, wait, he knows what to do. He reaches past her to grab that kusamochi and hold it up to her lips. Still awkward, but at least now there's some kind of barrier between her face and his.]