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why did you want to ship with me again

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Sakura?

[He really wants to reply with "I'm glad you're here too!" except she silences him from saying anymore. Shirou can feel his heart beating louder by the second. Sakura's breathing is distracting him and it makes him want to kiss her. Really, why is he hesitating so much? All he needs to do is kiss her right? Shirou lightly kisses her on the cheek.]

we didn't know what we were in for...

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[you're hesitating so much because nasu is a piece of shit who can't write people kissing even when they're in love

But despite them having been together for a while and gone much further multiple times before, it still sends Sakura's heart racing when she feels his lips brush against her cheek. She's embarrassed by how easily she reacts still, and she buries her face in his shoulder momentarily to hide how red her face is. Even in the midst of her embarrassment though, she thinks it must be unfair of her for her to not do anything in reply.

So as quickly as she can, she raises her head to shyly kiss Shirou on the lips before ducking back down again and hiding her face. Her heart's pounding so hard, she feels like she can't even speak without tripping on her words.]

no this is too legit for me i want mollusks go home

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[The moment Sakura kisses Shirou he tries to gasp in surprise. She returns his feelings and thinks this is less embarrassing because of that fact alone.]

I love you, Sakura.

[He says that with honest words. There's no one else around so he can say such a thing with a straight face. This is Shirou's way of showing Sakura he cares for her more than anything else in this world. Perhaps by doing this she'll feel less lonely. ]

i am banning all seafood related words from our threads

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[When he says those words, Sakura immediately relaxes, and even her racing heart begins to calm down. She can heart the sincerity in his words, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about. He loves her, and she loves him. What seemed like such a distant, impossible dream to before was reality, and she couldn't be happier about that.

So she presses her ear against his chest, holds him a little tighter. She feels warm, safe, loved—and that's all she could ever ask for.]

I love you, too.