[ oh... he will let him. why is his heart suddenly pounding? he's kissed him before - more than once. this shouldn't be an issue. but there's something different about kissing him now... like it has more meaning, even though it really doesn't.
yuzuru... stares at him, for a second, gently holding his shoulders again so nisaka will know he's there, and after a couple seconds of hesitation, he finally leans in and presses their lips together. it starts almost the same as his lame kiss from before, but slowly he parts his lips, and tries to initiate a real kiss, finally. ]
[ nisaka, for his part, remains absolutely still. patient, too, as he can practically feel the nervous energy rolling off of yuzuru before the other boy finally moves in. he supposes, if he were a nicer person, he would be gentler about this. the boy's clearly going through something, and simultaneously wholly unwilling to accept or acknowledge that he is, and so a kinder soul would let him approach such a delicate subject on his own pace...
the stillness that nisaka had demonstrated seconds before the kiss connected is long gone the moment he feels those lips part. spurred by his own frustrations and anger, he surges forward to be an active participant in the kiss, parting his own lips and slipping his tongue through as if to say try to ignore or deny this, i dare you. ]
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Please consider other career options.
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You just kinda piss me off and I'm trying to apologize here!
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[ besides— ]
You seemed pretty angry even before we started talking, so I don't think that's entirely my fault.
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I'm surprised you aren't pissed off by it too!
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I came here hoping to kiss cute boys. [ obviously, it doesn't happen as much as he would like back home.
or... at all... ]
Technically I got what I wanted, even if the kisses themselves we're anything to write home about.
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Um, hey!? I kissed you!?
*weren't ...
I know.
[ who do you think he was talking about yuzuru, yeesh. ]
didn't even notice...
What the hell!? I'm a good kisser, and a cute boy! You should be happier!
i wish i could blame it on phone tagging but alas
[ technically it's 50% which is still a failure no matter how you look at it, but it's fine it's fine. ]
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[ this is unacceptable? he has to be the best at everything who does nisaka think he is, judging him like this??? ]
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You're cute.
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D-Damn right I am. But I'm also a good kisser, okay? I just don't have experience with, uh, you know...
[ boys................ ]
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That's fair. Still doesn't make what we did any less lackluster.
[ just take the L man ]
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[ why can't you just tell him he's a good kisser??? his ego needs stroking right now... ]
Fine, I still have some kisses left, right? Let's do it, I'll prove it to ya!
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I've seen enough. You can imagine you're kissing the cutest girl and it still won't impress me.
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I wasn't imagining anything! Come on! I can't leave here looking like I chickened out!
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What's in it for me?
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[ that's... a fair question, actually. but yuzuru doesn't have a real answer. ]
The satisfaction of being a good person?
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I'm not, though.
[ well. at least he's honest. ]
So I'll just settle for getting a good kiss from a cute boy. Make sure you blow my mind.
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[ kiss... ]
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yuzuru... stares at him, for a second, gently holding his shoulders again so nisaka will know he's there, and after a couple seconds of hesitation, he finally leans in and presses their lips together. it starts almost the same as his lame kiss from before, but slowly he parts his lips, and tries to initiate a real kiss, finally. ]
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the stillness that nisaka had demonstrated seconds before the kiss connected is long gone the moment he feels those lips part. spurred by his own frustrations and anger, he surges forward to be an active participant in the kiss, parting his own lips and slipping his tongue through as if to say try to ignore or deny this, i dare you. ]