[ 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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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. ]