[Greedily, he drinks again, lifting Armin's hand to his mouth and drinking them dry, not registering when the water's gone. His lips press down into the palms of his hands before he looks up, smiling. But Armin is so far up it's hard to tell if he can see his smile. Jean drags him down, gently and by the back of the head. And then the distance between their faces is so close that he can feel Armin's breath and he wonders idly, what happens when two people breathe into each other and decides to test that out too. The gap between their mouths close–Jean presses his lips against Armin's.]
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