[He's looking at Katsuki, and Katsuki is just looking back at him, eyes surprisingly dark with just a thin ring of red. He can feel a heartbeat pounding in his chest, but he's not sure if that heartbeat belongs to him or to the other boy. It's getting harder and harder to not do something he can't take back, and when Katsuki's eyes flicker down to his lips it's harder still. Maybe he's not the only one wondering.
It's a nice silence, fraught with a pounding energy he's surprised to find he likes, which of course means that Katsuki has to break it with an answer that's far too loud, making Shouto's ears lie back almost flat on his head. It's so loud, and the quiet had been so nice, and Katsuki's just gonna keep yelling, he always does this, and--
And Shouto's body is moving without his conscious instruction, closing the inches between them and pressing his lips to Katsuki's in a slightly clumsy kiss.]
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It's a nice silence, fraught with a pounding energy he's surprised to find he likes, which of course means that Katsuki has to break it with an answer that's far too loud, making Shouto's ears lie back almost flat on his head. It's so loud, and the quiet had been so nice, and Katsuki's just gonna keep yelling, he always does this, and--
And Shouto's body is moving without his conscious instruction, closing the inches between them and pressing his lips to Katsuki's in a slightly clumsy kiss.]