[Before he can answer, the cold bites at his skin, then the wind blows his hair behind him, and then things go dark. His eye adjusts quickly enough, but he leans a bit more against her to anchor himself in the spot where he wasn't just a second ago. Maybe, he thinks dizzily, that was a terrible idea, but then Ros is whispering to him, her breath soft but hot on his cheek, and it's forgotten.]
What, you're sayin' you knew we'd end up like this?
[He sits on the bed his heels knocked against when they landed, and pulls Ros into his lap before she can answer. Majima slips his hand behind her head and brings her in for another kiss, harder now without the fear of being discovered.]
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What, you're sayin' you knew we'd end up like this?
[He sits on the bed his heels knocked against when they landed, and pulls Ros into his lap before she can answer. Majima slips his hand behind her head and brings her in for another kiss, harder now without the fear of being discovered.]