[They're alone now, and more than that, alone and sitting on his bed. Yukiko pulls back for just a moment, enough to catch her breath and smile warmly, if a little bit shyly. It's not just Ryoji's imagination that's going places - hers is, too. She hadn't exactly intended it, but she wasn't going to deny what she suspects they're both thinking about.
Yes, she'd be happy with just kissing and cuddling, but she can't entirely stop her imagination, either, or bring herself to think that it's a bad idea.
She giggles nervously after a second, and when she speaks, it's softer than her normal voice.]
Ryoji, I - I love you, and I missed you, and I...
[Yukiko knows no one else can hear, but she leans in close enough to whisper into Ryoji's ear.]
...if - if you want to, we can...well, you know...
[She can't say it, not in the end; she winds up letting out another nervous giggle and blushing a few shades darker. With the way she's blushing and smiling and moving to kiss Ryoji again, she thinks what she's trying to say is pretty clear.]
action;
Yes, she'd be happy with just kissing and cuddling, but she can't entirely stop her imagination, either, or bring herself to think that it's a bad idea.
She giggles nervously after a second, and when she speaks, it's softer than her normal voice.]
Ryoji, I - I love you, and I missed you, and I...
[Yukiko knows no one else can hear, but she leans in close enough to whisper into Ryoji's ear.]
...if - if you want to, we can...well, you know...
[She can't say it, not in the end; she winds up letting out another nervous giggle and blushing a few shades darker. With the way she's blushing and smiling and moving to kiss Ryoji again, she thinks what she's trying to say is pretty clear.]