[Sheena wasn't ... expecting that. Maybe secretly hoping for it, but she's always shoved those kinds of fantasies out of her mind because they're childish and Zelos isn't the kind of person to reciprocate someone's sincere feelings. At least, that's what she's told herself. And yet-- and yet-- here she is, with his lips clearly against hers. It's not quite as romantic as she would've thought. His lips are chapped and her mouth is slightly agape in surprise. But the kiss is tender and honest and sweet, and he isn't copping a feel or anything like that, so it's...
... perfect.
She makes a quiet, surprised mph. Her hands hang in midair, since she's not sure where to put them. In the end, she just goes for the gold and grabs onto his hair. She wants to return the kiss properly, and she wants to keep him here in case he decides to run. She's afraid, too, to open her eyes and confront what they're doing.
They're stupid. They're both incredibly stupid, but here she is kissing him, and she doesn't have a single regret (though, if given the chance, she could certainly come up with something).]
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... perfect.
She makes a quiet, surprised mph. Her hands hang in midair, since she's not sure where to put them. In the end, she just goes for the gold and grabs onto his hair. She wants to return the kiss properly, and she wants to keep him here in case he decides to run. She's afraid, too, to open her eyes and confront what they're doing.
They're stupid. They're both incredibly stupid, but here she is kissing him, and she doesn't have a single regret (though, if given the chance, she could certainly come up with something).]