I'd probably be crying if I could, and I suspect, deep in the Subdimension, my body might actually be doing so. As it is my avatar is showing all the signs of it, my shoulders shaking, my eyes red. I may dislike perfection, but I don't create anything half-assed.

"Kurorin." I tighten my grip a bit more on him, flexing my hands, gripping at his uniform. I can't stand this, knowing that I have to leave him again. I know him well enough, have known him long enough, to know he's not as made of stone as he likes to be seen as.

I... I just. I have to.

I turn my head as I lift one hand up to his hair, pressing a kiss to his neck, then to his ear. I keep my lips close to his ear, keep my voice soft, a whisper, but it doesn't waver. And I've been putting it off for so long, avoiding it, denying it, dancing around it, I didn't think it would be this easy to say.

"I love you."