[In response, Gilbert closes his eyes, trying to regain his composure. It's pointless, but he needs to at least collect his thoughts. It's not often when Jirou says such things, after all.]
It does.
[While they're sitting like this, Gil couldn't bend forward and simply kiss him, but he could do something else, and, at the same time, easier. Just a while after telling Jirou that, he slowly lifts the hand in which he's holding a silky strand and kisses it gently.]
Just admit that you like to see me struggle...
[Gilbert grumbles, but a ghost of a smile tugs on his lips.]
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It does.
[While they're sitting like this, Gil couldn't bend forward and simply kiss him, but he could do something else, and, at the same time, easier. Just a while after telling Jirou that, he slowly lifts the hand in which he's holding a silky strand and kisses it gently.]
Just admit that you like to see me struggle...
[Gilbert grumbles, but a ghost of a smile tugs on his lips.]