Oh, the kiss is nice, it's sweet, it's something he's longed for. That doesn't stop Seifer from pulling back from it and looking Squall in the eyes. Staring in them. Watching them closely as his hand comes up to cup Squall's cheek.

"No. You finish that sentence, Leonhart. You let me know how long you've been reciprocating and frustrated over it. Because I've wanted you since I was fourteen and didn't know what to do with all of that. And I want to know just how annoyed I need to be with you."