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Yuri wrapped her arms around Natsuki's, leaning her head against her shoulder. She hummed gently as her eyes shut, taking in the sounds of nothing but her and Natsuki’s own heartbeats. She sighed in relief; Natsuki was the only person who Yuri felt like wasn’t putting up a front for the sake of her own pity. The tension was replaced with warmth. It was a feeling that was always present whenever Yuri was around Natsuki, but it had never been prominent until now.
Yuri’s fingers twitched before grabbing tightly at her blue skirt to keep her hand in place. “Hey, Natsuki?”
Natsuki couldn’t help but notice how tense Yuri had gotten all of a sudden—she could feel it from the way she held on to her tightly, though, she wasn’t opposed to it at all.
“What’s up, Yuri?”
“You make me want to stay.” Yuri responded in no louder than a whisper.