[Marco doesn't want to let go or break the kiss at all. It seems like a beautiful fragile bubble that if poked will burst and then the moment will be over. He holds onto the kiss as long as he can, savoring the emotions in knowing he has a future, in knowing there's hope for it all, and that Japan is there by his side. That even if he nakama fall, there's one who won't other than him. That no matter what, someone needs him to be as he is, loves him for who he is. It's a feeling he never wants to let go. The salty taste, soft pouty lips, the feel of Japan's warm breath, small body against his, even those are nearly lost in just the desire to hold this moment for all eternity.]
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