She memorizes every little detail of his expression. The exact curve of his lip, the way his nose scrunches up in joy and his eyes start to squint a little. She used to barely think abut this, but after everything that has happened to them, Yuzu has learned that these smiles are worth more than all the money in the world.
She doesn't know what she's thinking, maybe she's not thinking at all. But suddenly see finds herself wrapping her left arm around him tight as she traces the bottom of his lip. For a few seconds that somehow last an eternity, everything stops. Both of them can only hold their breath as they stare at each other. Then as quickly as it had been cast, the spell is broken, and the two of them found themselves blushing and fidgeting like a total mess.
"Sorry," Yuzu is quick to pull away. "I just wanted to make sure it was real. I still shouldn't have done it though."
"It's alright," Yuya looks away as he runs a hand through his hair. "But ew, I hope you washed those hands before touching me."
She rolls her eyes at that. "It's not like I've done anything to get them dirty."
"Still I'm like a crate of fruit, you have to be gentle with me." It's as dumb as jokes get, but she finds herself nearly bending over with laughter. Maybe it's because it's been so long since she's gotten to indulge in silliness like this, or maybe she's just too exhausted to care about quality. Either way it takes forever for her to recover, and when she finally does, she finds Yuya gazing at her with a look of pure wonder.
"Yuzu," He is careful with her name, sounding out the syllables slowly. "I don't know if this makes sense, but can I kiss you?"
She studies her best friend's face again, trying to take in the nervous twitching of his lips and the bashful look in his eyes.
Instead of using words, she let's her actions answer for her instead.