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Who: Crew and Guests of the Paisley
Broadcast: no
Action: SS Paisley
When: throughout the rest of March

[Time for a mingle, Paisleys!]

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[Without moving too much, Asuna reaches over to place her hand on his cheek so she can guide his face to meet hers, which is now turned toward him. There's warmth in her eyes and smile in that way she's always so tender when he tries to explain the feelings they both share. Her voice is soft, meant only for the two of them, gentle as she tells him once again how she feels.]

Kirito-kun, no matter where we go, as long as I'm with you, I am home. I love our cabin, and I loved our time there, all of it. We made it ours, and it will always be special. But we can do that again, wherever we are. The main reason it's so wonderful is because I'm there with you. [And Yui, but details.]

I know exactly what you mean now, so don't worry. [She brings them together, stopping just short of their faces meeting, a smile playing at her lips.] I love you.

[Oof... w-well, at least that means he gave a good answer. He blinks owlishly at her, eyes wide, as a blush crawls across his cheeks.]

Ah... I'm glad. That- that you get me, I mean. Erm- that is- and the other thing too-

[Mouth, stop doing that. He pauses awkwardly, inhaling, exhaling, and tries again.]

...That is, I love you, too.

[There we go.]

[Congratulations, he manages to make her giggle right before she plants a quick kiss on his nose.]

I know. [Asuna's smile turns a little more comfortable, and she settles against him with a happy hum.]

Still, I really do enjoy hearing you say that. I feel so happy.

[He feels oddly proud for not completely failing at that one. He smiles and nuzzles his chin against her hair, cozy and content with her pressed against him.]

If you're happy, then I'm happy.

[And this is when Kazu floats over and starts poking himself against Kirito's head. Excellent timing.]

It might be more comfortable on the bed, you know.

[She says without moving an inch.]

[Ack. He likes the idea, but the moving... not so much. It's cozy like this.

He wiggles first one way, then the other, debating their options - to stay, or to go - and then opts for choice #3: he tucks his legs beneath himself to gain leverage and stands up, carrying her with him in his arms.]

How about this?

[As usual, any action like that elicits a small yelp of surprise from Asuna, who doesn't have enough time to put her arms around his neck. Instead her hands grip his shirt front as her yelp turns into a laugh.]

Jeez, Kirito-kun! [One hand moves to rest at the base of his head, so she can guide them both in for a not so quick kiss, a happy hum leaving her when their lips connect.]

Heh, sorry...

[It's the least sincere apology ever; he knows she likes it, and the kiss is solid proof of that. Since she isn't protesting, he'll just carry her over to the bed.]

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