He did it. He really did it.

She thought about kissing him sometimes. More often lately, ever since she realised her feelings, felt them burrow into her heart and take root in her veins, until every heartbeat held some drop of hope. She couldn't stop thinking about him once she let herself start. It was so pathetic, like a helpless teenage girl, but whenever her thoughts wandered, she let herself imagine them might kiss one day.

Kano is kissing her right now and she doesn't know how to kiss back. She just presses her lips back against his and tries to calm her heart. It beats fast, rushing heat to her cheeks, and she shuts her eyes as she focuses on the warmth of his mouth.

She can still smell the flowers and the grass but now she notices the scent of Kano's skin, the soap he uses and the fabric of his clothes. Kido swallows and presses another, light kiss to his mouth as a little indulgence.

"More often...? Yeah, I could get used to that." With her free hand, she reaches up and-

-flicks him in head.

"Oi, if you give me something concrete word wise, though, I'll give you another kiss right now."