“I love you.” Suguru says. It’s the easiest thing he’s ever done. Saying these words is like breathing to him. So effortless and natural. Reaching out to stroke Satoru’s cheek, he murmurs, “I love you.” Suguru cups both of Satoru’s cheeks in his hands, mapping out every contour and edge of his face with his eyes, as if enraptured and he can’t look away for one second. His words are so honest and soft and sweet. Suguru leans in and kisses Satoru, mumbling the phrase again between kisses.