Both. [So clearly both. She will not let this go until he tells her just about everything. As ridiculous as it is, she's somehow charmed by it all the more. Probably a little biased.]
And how you started as well. I'm not moving until you tell me.
That's all, huh? [Kaname leans her head back in mock thought.] I remember you ended up dropping me after offering to help me down from the tree. And you were the reason we ended up there in the first place... Yet somehow we end up like this.
[She lightly kisses the side of his neck.] How about the first one starring myself?
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When did I start writing poetry, or when did I start writing about you?
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Probably a little biased.]And how you started as well. I'm not moving until you tell me.
[Such a horrible threat.]
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Dunno when it started. When I was a kid, I guess. Just, trying to put words to the pictures I was taking. Never really stopped.
[He knows it sucks. He shrugs.]
I, um, I think the first one I wrote of you was after the bear.
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Really, all the way back then? What was that one about? [Kaname snuggles against him slightly. No judgment.]
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[She lightly kisses the side of his neck.] How about the first one starring myself?
[He is not getting off easily.]
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[Oh. That's nice...] Ah. Um, after that first date that wasn't a date?
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Her next kiss is to a certain freckle on his jawline. It's going to be a fun evening.]
You liked me then, didn't you? Why didn't you ask me out properly?
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[He suddenly doesn't regret all those dots on his face. And is feeling a little distracted.]
I didn't know you felt the same, and I'm not a big fan of rejection.
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[The memory of that feeling isn't a good one, and Kaname unconsciously hugs him a little tighter to try and ward it off.]
But you know, when I was under the impression it was one, I was very happy. Like now.
[No extra kiss this time, but she go and slide her fingers into his hair on the back of his head.]