Tomohisa was always aware of the look Kazuna gave him, though he wasn't good at figuring out what it meant. It was only when he felt his partner's rejection that he tried to get closer again, but his attempts were in vain. Kazuna always found a way to distance himself, to put an impenetrable barrier of ice between them, despite smiling at him in front of others.
But now, oh, now everything was completely different.
—What are you thinking about?
Kazuna had leaned on his shoulder while reading a magazine and, not feeling Tomohisa's arms wrapped around him in a hug, as was customary, he gave him a curious look.
—In how much I like you, and in the sadness of the muses knowing that now it is you to whom I dedicate each of my thoughts—he replied, placing a kiss on her soft hair, causing a giggle to invade the room.
Kazuna was still afraid to express his feelings and be honest with himself, so Tomohisa appreciated every look and gesture of affection he gave her. He wondered if she noticed the sparkle that appeared in her eyes whenever she saw her efforts and those of her companions being rewarded, or the genuine smile that appeared whenever she surprised him with a romantic phrase, although somewhat difficult to interpret.
"I wonder if that's a good thing or a bad thing, stealing the prince of the muses." He gave a nervous smile, amused by the fact that that side of Tomohisa hadn't changed at all since he'd known him.
"It was the prince's choice," she continued, playing along. "How could he resist a love as warm as the sun's rays?"
"I give up, stop, please," Kazuna pleaded, covering his face with both hands, completely ashamed.
Tomohisa hugged him to prevent his escape, and continued whispering words of love against his ear for a few more minutes.