[She waited a few moments, watching him solemnly. Kiraki's heart sunk a little as even more worried cropped up in her mind. He had been a little hesitant when she talked about him having loved her even back then. Was she wrong then? Was it really just his way of expression the intense platonic affection that he felt for her? If he didn't really feel the same way...she wouldn't put it past him to lie to himself for her sake. Convince himself that's how he felt just for her. It would explain why he was so uncomfortable with physical intimacy, and how he was reacting now.
She reached out a hand to touch his back, but thought better of it. Mamoru was fragile and she knew it. That experience must have been overwhelming and uncomfortable, especially if he really only thought of her as a close and precious friend.
She felt almost a little sick. Mamoru was sentimental and a romantic at heart. That was certainly not how he would have wanted him first time to be, and she had forced his hand, kissing him when he was grieving and vulnerable like he was.]
Mamoru I--I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean for it to go that far--You clearly didn't fully realize what was happening, since you still thought I was dead. You probably just thought you were dreaming or hallucinating. I'm sure you would have done differently if you had been fully aware.
[She twisted her hands over her abdomen, looking down as well. She couldn't stand herself at that moment. Always so rash and selfish. She had desired that intimacy with Mamoru for so long, and so she continually just bulldozed right over his feelings. And she couldn't stand the idea of hurting him no matter what.]
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She reached out a hand to touch his back, but thought better of it. Mamoru was fragile and she knew it. That experience must have been overwhelming and uncomfortable, especially if he really only thought of her as a close and precious friend.
She felt almost a little sick. Mamoru was sentimental and a romantic at heart. That was certainly not how he would have wanted him first time to be, and she had forced his hand, kissing him when he was grieving and vulnerable like he was.]
Mamoru I--I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean for it to go that far--You clearly didn't fully realize what was happening, since you still thought I was dead. You probably just thought you were dreaming or hallucinating. I'm sure you would have done differently if you had been fully aware.
[She twisted her hands over her abdomen, looking down as well. She couldn't stand herself at that moment. Always so rash and selfish. She had desired that intimacy with Mamoru for so long, and so she continually just bulldozed right over his feelings. And she couldn't stand the idea of hurting him no matter what.]