[ Not that she would really know how one can mess up kissing. Maybe if you had bad aim? Or if you kissed someone after eating a lot of onions or something...
Right, kissing. It was happening.
Hinata's lips are pressed against her own before she knows it. She doesn't do much in response except press back with her lips, just enough so that their lips sort of mold together and fit well. A small smile tugs at the edge of Nanami's lips, and she squeezes Hinata's hand gently.
This is really nice..., she thinks, loudly enough to be heard. ]
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[ Not that she would really know how one can mess up kissing. Maybe if you had bad aim? Or if you kissed someone after eating a lot of onions or something...
Right, kissing. It was happening.
Hinata's lips are pressed against her own before she knows it. She doesn't do much in response except press back with her lips, just enough so that their lips sort of mold together and fit well. A small smile tugs at the edge of Nanami's lips, and she squeezes Hinata's hand gently.
This is really nice..., she thinks, loudly enough to be heard. ]