Haru felt like crying, because Rin was crying.
The red-haired high schooler's eyes were shining with tears as they fell off of his face and onto Haru's. The blue high schooler forced back tears with pure stoic will.
He didn't think that it was strange that Rin, his best friend, was straddling him and hovering so close to his face. No, Haru definitely didn't find it strange—he kind of liked it, actually. He might have blushed if the circumstances were different . . . if Rin wasn't crying.
What do adults do to calm their babies? Haru wondered. Don't they hold them and kiss them? Wonder if it'll work on him.
Rin started when he felt his own collar being grabbed. "Hey, wha-what do you thi—mph!" His red eyes widened.
Haru hugged Rin, petting his hair while kissing him softly on the lips. Rin stopped crying; a headache had formed.
They stayed like that for a while, kissing each other chastely, until a shout shocked them back to their senses.
"Haru-chaaaaaan!" Nagisa yelled, running down the path to them. "Are you oka—oh."
Rin shoved himself up from Haru, blushing furiously. "It's not what you think!" he stammered.
Nagisa just smiled brightly. "I knew it! You're meant to be! You can kiss some more if you want, you know. I won't mind!" The blond started jumping around happily. "Rin and Haru, sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g!"
Rin blushed even more. "I–"
Haru laughed.
Haru laughed.
Haru. Laughed.
And smiled.
It was a good day.