[ Basch almost regrets agreeing to food, because he doesn't want to let Olivine go, not with how fragile the other seems. He's so stoic, in his own way, but the minute Basch holds him, he melts. ]
I'm not going anywhere [ he murmurs, as much to himself as to Olivine. This time he pulls back enough to tip Olivine's face up so his kiss lands on the other's lips. It's a little shy, but firm, not demanding, but as solid as his hold. ]
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Date: 2024-05-31 03:38 am (UTC)I'm not going anywhere [ he murmurs, as much to himself as to Olivine. This time he pulls back enough to tip Olivine's face up so his kiss lands on the other's lips. It's a little shy, but firm, not demanding, but as solid as his hold. ]