[ While Vero's eyes are locked on the screen, Chance can't help but look at Vero. The relationship blooming before their eyes, filled with love and gentleness, tugs on his heartstrings and he- he wants to kiss Vero. He wants to kiss him, right here, right now. But that would be weird, wouldn't it? They've kissed many times before, but this... this is different. If he kisses him now, he might end up betraying all the emotions he's trying to keep locked inside, for his sake.
Chance takes a quiet breath and squeezes his hand gently. ] Vero...
[ He's never hesitated like this before around him. The twisting in his guts, the nervous and erratic way his heart pounds, like his very ribs are piercing through the organ... he hates it.
So he bites the metaphorical bullet and touches Vero's cheek, to turn him toward him for a kiss. ]
... Sorry. [ The hand doesn't leave his face, but he's quick to look away after, almost... embarrassed with himself, for being unable to resist this urge. ]
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Chance takes a quiet breath and squeezes his hand gently. ] Vero...
[ He's never hesitated like this before around him. The twisting in his guts, the nervous and erratic way his heart pounds, like his very ribs are piercing through the organ... he hates it.
So he bites the metaphorical bullet and touches Vero's cheek, to turn him toward him for a kiss. ]
... Sorry. [ The hand doesn't leave his face, but he's quick to look away after, almost... embarrassed with himself, for being unable to resist this urge. ]