Okay, so Rean finally got it. If he still didn't understand, Crow would've had to resort to just shooing him away, but he was glad that it didn't come to that.

Rean's next move, however, had Crow grasping for metaphorical straws in the air around them. Who in their right mind said that they understood, then trailed off, and pulled a guy into a kiss? (Rean, evidently, and Aidios be damned if Crow didn't like it.)

What the--

Momentarily raising his hands to claim his own innocence, Crow took a moment to process that Rean did indeed grab him and pull him in for a third kiss. It was things like this that could drive Crow off an edge and into an ocean for the sake of love, but Crow's confusion made it difficult for him to enjoy it. It could've been a last kiss type of deal or a positive reaction to his confession - not that he was expecting anything at all, of course - but Crow slowly moved an arm around Rean's waist and raised his other hand to skim his fingers featherlight against his jaw.

Accepting Rean's kiss and kissing him back wasn't a difficult thing to do and it made something in his chest feel a little tight, but ultimately sweet. It was a pain he didn't really mind.