[A part of him had been expecting this kind of reaction. It's only normal to be angry at someone who's taken your first kiss for such a petty thing. But even so—he'd meant every second of it, and Sandalphon feels himself getting defensive.]
I...no! Do you really take me for the kind of person who...
[He stops mid-question, already knowing that the answer to it is yes.]
...I-It was mine too, you know! I wouldn't have just given it to anyone! I'm not that desperate! If I...there were other ways I could've gotten rid of him, but I...
[This would be so much simpler if he could just talk about his feelings like a normal person, but of course he can't.]
...No. Never mind. You're right. I shouldn't have done that.
[The hand on Izumi's lower back stays where it is, despite the tension between them; in spite of it, Sandalphon still wants to touch him.]
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I...no! Do you really take me for the kind of person who...
[He stops mid-question, already knowing that the answer to it is yes.]
...I-It was mine too, you know! I wouldn't have just given it to anyone! I'm not that desperate! If I...there were other ways I could've gotten rid of him, but I...
[This would be so much simpler if he could just talk about his feelings like a normal person, but of course he can't.]
...No. Never mind. You're right. I shouldn't have done that.
[The hand on Izumi's lower back stays where it is, despite the tension between them; in spite of it, Sandalphon still wants to touch him.]