[ In some way, he knows. Maybe his heart already knows what it is that Yosuke keeps locked up in his own. It would be impossible not to feel loved, to feel like the luckiest person in the world, when Yosuke kisses him that way.
What a perfect night. Between Yosuke's own turn at trying out a serenade and recreating certain sweet kisses over at the monkey bars, it'll be hours still before they get home, cold but exuberantly happy.
And that's all that matters. That they're together. ]
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What a perfect night. Between Yosuke's own turn at trying out a serenade and recreating certain sweet kisses over at the monkey bars, it'll be hours still before they get home, cold but exuberantly happy.
And that's all that matters. That they're together. ]