[If Mitsuzane doesn't hate him... well, he certainly should. Takatora shivers at the kiss. He has to get himself under control. That's... what he'd done, he couldn't allow himself to slip anymore.
Oh, but hearing those words makes his chest ache and for a brief moment, there's a flare of possessiveness that Takatora quickly attempts to smother. He squeezes Mitsuzane close to him again.]
... I love you too, Mitsuzane.
[It's... He's not sure he can believe it, but he wants to...]
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Oh, but hearing those words makes his chest ache and for a brief moment, there's a flare of possessiveness that Takatora quickly attempts to smother. He squeezes Mitsuzane close to him again.]
... I love you too, Mitsuzane.
[It's... He's not sure he can believe it, but he wants to...]