Naoto's hands come up and for a second I'm sure he's about to push me away, but he doesn't. He rests his hands on my face, holding me in place, and it's fucking super romantic, like, so romantic even Rise wouldn't know what to do with it 'cept combust, I bet.

I keep my hands on Naoto's shoulders for the time being, not wanting to wander, not wanting to push this in case he's not really sure he wants it, or something. I wouldn't be surprised, he'd been saying weird stuff and feeling off all day, so I imagine he's maybe not fully in control of all of his mental faculties, as he'd say.

After another lingering moment I break the kiss again with a shaky sigh and look down into his eyes.

"Naoto-kun, I... I'm sorry. I just... I didn't want you to think I was only kissin' you back 'cause you were kissin' me. I wanted, I wanted you to know that I really, I really didn't mind, I really liked it and... I mean, if that's all it is and you feel like it's been a mistake, that's okay too. I promise we can still be friends."