[He wants to ask what's so funny and for a second Rin starts to second guess himself and considers backing away slowly to give both of them more breathing room... but Haru's already taking matters (and Rin's face) into his own hands and before he has the chance to say or think or do anything more than hold his breath, it happens plain and simple. Or, well, maybe not so simple... This is his first kiss and all. And anything Rin's experiencing right this very second could not be farther from plain and simple.
His heart races and beats loudly between his ears, eyes squeeze shut and lips twitch, unsure what to do themselves, and thought after thought races through his mind and renders him completely dumbfounded in his friend's damn foyer
What moved him to suggest this at all? Why did he allow it? Why... does Haru want it anyway? There are still many questions left hanging in the air at this point, but as it turns out, they're not quite distracting enough to force Rin to lose focus. He wants to hold it. He wants to be completely swept off his feet and dazed just like he may or may not have imagined it to happen–being the romantic idiot that he is–but in the end he has to pull back just far enough to catch his breath. His lips and cheeks tingle and every last bit of his body's surrounded by Haru... And he's still touching him. His hands are still on his face.
Flustered, embarrassed and still very red, Rin stares back at Haru for a moment... before his glossy eyes start to quiver and he ducks his head enough for their foreheads to lightly bump.]
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His heart races and beats loudly between his ears, eyes squeeze shut and lips twitch, unsure what to do themselves, and thought after thought races through his mind and renders him completely dumbfounded in his friend's damn foyer
What moved him to suggest this at all? Why did he allow it? Why... does Haru want it anyway? There are still many questions left hanging in the air at this point, but as it turns out, they're not quite distracting enough to force Rin to lose focus. He wants to hold it. He wants to be completely swept off his feet and dazed just like he may or may not have imagined it to happen–being the romantic idiot that he is–but in the end he has to pull back just far enough to catch his breath. His lips and cheeks tingle and every last bit of his body's surrounded by Haru... And he's still touching him. His hands are still on his face.
Flustered, embarrassed and still very red, Rin stares back at Haru for a moment... before his glossy eyes start to quiver and he ducks his head enough for their foreheads to lightly bump.]
You're an idiot.