[ And those boundaries Affogato is giving permission to cross, with his fingers deliberately digging into the stingers, his thumbs rubbing lightly around the base. And he snorts softly, as elegantly as one can do a snort, his expression crinkling into an amused look as he plants little kisses against one cheek, then the other. ]

Wrong. Without you, I would not be here. I would not truly know what love is, what it felt like. I would not be repentant over my past mistakes, I would not be trying to better myself.

[ He moves his hands from the stingers to bring them up to cup Mizuki's face, fingers sliding along his jaw as his thumbs rub his cheeks, his voice dropping. ]

Because you make me want to be a better person, my little love.