[Sylvain laughs, soft though it sounds. His thumb sweeps over Felix's cheek once more, not quite moving in for the kiss. He spends some time studying the man. His best friend. His boyfriend. A crooked smile lingers on Sylvain's face, complemented delightfully by the flush of his cheeks.]
Okay, okay. [He closes the distance between them once more, mouth gentle against Felix's. He pours every ounce of adoration into the kiss, hoping that Felix understands that he's not just saying it. He loves Felix, and he does think he's perfect.]
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Okay, okay. [He closes the distance between them once more, mouth gentle against Felix's. He pours every ounce of adoration into the kiss, hoping that Felix understands that he's not just saying it. He loves Felix, and he does think he's perfect.]