-turns back around to face her at her ‘hey’, hoping his blush is under control-
-sees her arms and his eyes widen for a moment, at the signal he hasn’t seen for years-
‘Hana?
-without any more words, he takes her non-verbal signal and sweeps her into his arms-
-a thought strikes him before he leaves the kitchen area-
…What about the tea?
Aiya, we can rewarm the tea later.
-leans into him and closes her eyes-
I missed being held…
Ah… -looks at the girl in his arms a pink tinge to his face- …right. We can.
-holds her tight and leans his head down, kissing her lightly on the forehead-
-steps out of the kitchen, still holding her tight-
Mmmn…
Not that I care very much, but…
Where are we going~?
Oh. Right. Of course. -blushes- I’m sure your hair is nicer. Mine is plain, but it suits me, I suppose.
No no, when you pet my hair. /pats his head awkwardly again Your hair is maybe as nice as mine, though. (• ˘ v˘•)...


