[ If it makes Kazunari feel any better, Tsumugi is also struggling to persevere. Each tap of his finger chips away at his composure, and he has no one to blame but himself because he asked him to do this. His touch is soft and light, and the press against his lips only reminds him more of how it felt to kiss him.
He shouldn't. He really, really shouldn't. It's just going to make things weird, isn't it? Neither of them have brought up what happened that day. All he can really be sure of is that Kazunari didn't hate it enough to immediately tell him, which doesn't bring as much comfort as it should.
But he's not invincible. So as he feels that press against his lips again, his eyes open slowly, and he very intentionally kisses the tip of his finger. ]
[Kazunari thought he was cool once. But he's realizing he's only a flirting machine when his heart is not in it. When it comes to facing the person he has genuine feelings for, all his N○tflix and chill energy seems to go right out the window.
Tsumugi kisses his finger and Kazunari sputters. Legit sputters. Only a sound comes out of his mouth before he reigns it in and then the real words he lands on aren't that much more coherent.] T-Tsumutsumu, hi ~ [Get it TOGETHER.] What's that for~?
It's not obvious how he flushes, given the layer of makeup on his face, but his embarrassment still comes through in the way his eyes widen, and how he leans back a little. ] S- sorry.
I didn't- [ He stops himself, because that's not really true, is it? He did. He wanted, even. ]
I... [ Tsumugi lets out a small breath. ] I wanted to kiss you.
[He takes Tsumugi's hands in his own before he can withdraw any further.] Oh, thank god! I've been dying to kiss you all day! Especially now! Do you have any idea how spicy you look in that outfit??
But he'll have to ponder what that bit of slang means later. His hands squeeze Kazunari's tight and, in an unintentional role reversal, he says simply: ] Please kiss me?
[Tsumugi doesn't need to ask twice. Kazunari closes the gap between without a response, just a big grin on his face.
Their kisses are much the same as they were the other day. That doesn't make them any less exciting and sweet, though. Kazunari relishes in the softness of his lips again, the warmth, and how he can feel the lipstick smudging (oopsies). It's so nice. So good. This is what he's been wanting all along.
He wants... Tsumugi so badly. Not just kisses but, all of him. His good mornings and welcome homes. His sleepy laugh when Kazunari tries to flatten his bedhead. The way he curls up with Kazunari while they watch funny animal videos... his touches. All of it. Kazunari doesn't want to lose it.
Well fuck, he's down bad for Tsumugi huh. Thank goodness they're actively kissing.]
[ It's funny - they've only kissed once before (or, well, multiple times in that one instance), and yet there's something so comforting, so familiar about this. He's certainly no poet, but... it's like he's come home, in a way.
His lips curl into a smile as big as his grin as he laces their fingers together. While a tiny, tiny part of him is aware that they're ruining his hard work, he can't bring himself to stop. Because he feels very much the same: he wants all that Kazunari is willing to give. Whether it's just these kisses or more.
Perhaps it isn't the best way to confess, but the words come out naturally, as easily as the pleased little sigh he breathes out when they're finally forced to part. ] I really like you.
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He shouldn't. He really, really shouldn't. It's just going to make things weird, isn't it? Neither of them have brought up what happened that day. All he can really be sure of is that Kazunari didn't hate it enough to immediately tell him, which doesn't bring as much comfort as it should.
But he's not invincible. So as he feels that press against his lips again, his eyes open slowly, and he very intentionally kisses the tip of his finger. ]
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Tsumugi kisses his finger and Kazunari sputters. Legit sputters. Only a sound comes out of his mouth before he reigns it in and then the real words he lands on aren't that much more coherent.] T-Tsumutsumu, hi ~ [Get it TOGETHER.] What's that for~?
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It's not obvious how he flushes, given the layer of makeup on his face, but his embarrassment still comes through in the way his eyes widen, and how he leans back a little. ] S- sorry.
I didn't- [ He stops himself, because that's not really true, is it? He did. He wanted, even. ]
I... [ Tsumugi lets out a small breath. ] I wanted to kiss you.
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[He takes Tsumugi's hands in his own before he can withdraw any further.] Oh, thank god! I've been dying to kiss you all day! Especially now! Do you have any idea how spicy you look in that outfit??
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But he'll have to ponder what that bit of slang means later. His hands squeeze Kazunari's tight and, in an unintentional role reversal, he says simply: ] Please kiss me?
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Their kisses are much the same as they were the other day. That doesn't make them any less exciting and sweet, though. Kazunari relishes in the softness of his lips again, the warmth, and how he can feel the lipstick smudging (oopsies). It's so nice. So good. This is what he's been wanting all along.
He wants... Tsumugi so badly. Not just kisses but, all of him. His good mornings and welcome homes. His sleepy laugh when Kazunari tries to flatten his bedhead. The way he curls up with Kazunari while they watch funny animal videos... his touches. All of it. Kazunari doesn't want to lose it.
Well fuck, he's down bad for Tsumugi huh. Thank goodness they're actively kissing.]
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His lips curl into a smile as big as his grin as he laces their fingers together. While a tiny, tiny part of him is aware that they're ruining his hard work, he can't bring himself to stop. Because he feels very much the same: he wants all that Kazunari is willing to give. Whether it's just these kisses or more.
Perhaps it isn't the best way to confess, but the words come out naturally, as easily as the pleased little sigh he breathes out when they're finally forced to part. ] I really like you.