There's no sound. No air. And suddenly the only direction is forward, Minami closing the gap all at once. He's clearly not a natural, but the kiss is warm, eager.
This is not something he's thought about. Not in this much detail. He only knows that the way he feels about Yuuri is this huge, blooming thing. That no matter what, his thoughts keep going back to him. How Yuuri moves, laughs, Minami just wants to be around him.
And he's probably going to get shoved off, yelled at, but he's got to at least try.
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...isn't moving away...
There's no sound. No air. And suddenly the only direction is forward, Minami closing the gap all at once. He's clearly not a natural, but the kiss is warm, eager.
This is not something he's thought about. Not in this much detail. He only knows that the way he feels about Yuuri is this huge, blooming thing. That no matter what, his thoughts keep going back to him. How Yuuri moves, laughs, Minami just wants to be around him.
And he's probably going to get shoved off, yelled at, but he's got to at least try.