A Second Without You is a Moment Too Long

>A vibrant, animated chatter buzzes around the dinner table of your home
>Sayori comments how this impromptu invitation to brunch was just the pick me up she needed
>Yuri asks her to repeat what she said once she's swallowed one of the pancakes in her mouth
>At the expense of the fuming Sayori, everyone shares a laugh
>You wish things could stay like this forever, but alas...
"I gotta go."
>Monika croons as you get up from your seat, hoping that you could stay for a little while longer
"Sorry hun, but my hands are tied."
>Even though it won't fix things entirely, you lean down and plant your lips on hers, expecting
>Your hand magnetically sinks into the back of her head, fingers wrapping around the strands of her hair
>And just as her lips start to dribble down to engorge half of yours, Natsuki whistles like a construction worker catching street tail
>You pull apart in embarrassment, but you manage to complete the ritual by running your hand through her hair
>While she rubs your cheek with her thumb, just once
>You quickly tell the others you'll be back later, before leaving the room
>The girls can't wait to start gossiping
>About how you two are such show-offs, and jerks
>And what got him so worked up
>Monika explains, how you're such a fantastic kisser
>How you make even the petty goodbye ones mean something
>Like you're saying "Let this one last just long enough, so I can carry on until I see you again."
>Yuri balks at you being a romantic, Sayori clutches the necklace atop her heart, and Natsuki cocks an eyebrow
>"Monika, he's just going to the bathroom."
>With a sigh, and the flush of the toilet heard in the distance, Monika sinks into the archway of her hands
>"Yeah..."