I don't even really notice Naoto's voice being different, I'm a bit distracted by how I feel really warm all the way down to my toes and it's not that warm in the house usually but right now it is. And he's still holding onto my shirt and I look down at him and he's so small and I don't mean that in a demeaning way or anything, it's just the truth. He's small. And I like it. It's cute. I wish I was small. I have a lot of times, wished that it were easier for me to just slip under the radar and go unnoticed. But I hit 183 cm towards the end of middle school, there was no chance.

I'm not even sure why I'm thinking about all this stuff, except that I think I'm trying to distract myself from how I wanna kiss him again.

Doesn't work though, because the second the thought passes my mind I'm doing it without thinking, leaning down, ducking my shoulders and neck, and kissing him right as he finishes saying "today".