It was late afternoon and Kuri was alone with Hatsuharu. He was cleaning up and making little comments that made her laugh.
Crash! She dropped a tray and he knelt down. When he looked up, Kuri was there. She touched his white hair and her breath hitched.
"You're staring." Haru smiled. "Like what you see?"
"Very much." Kuri said, hushed.
"Th-That's good." Haru stammered. "Want to…?"
"Very much." Kuri smiled, and he helped her up as her legs gave out. "Oh."
They stared at each other.
"Kiss me?"
Haru smirked. "Thought you'd never ask."
They kissed.