[ Ah, now he knows why Kougyoku was so embarrassed earlier when he'd done that. Yata could prepare himself quickly enough to give the kisses, but receiving them so suddenly? He hides behind his mug, looking at her over the top of it. ]
T-thanks. [ So lame. He clears his throat and takes a sip. ] Hey, best hot chocolate I've ever had.
[ Why does he keep catching her off guard? Yata, please. How many times have they kissed today? A million. A fucking million times and the sun hasn't even set yet.
But it's the first time Kougyoku returns the favor. It's slow and gentle but clumsy and she doesn't know where her hands should go oh god where do her hands go ]
[ Oh. Oh!! Why was she kissing him back, he's never gotten this far before-- no, chill out, alright.
He goes with what feels nice and keeps it just as soft, albeit eager, keeping the very basics in mind (no teeth, no shoving tongues anywhere, don't get slobbery).
Yata is still holding on to his hot chocolate so he's probably not the best person to give advice on where hands should go!! ]
[ Kougyoku can't do this. As much as she'd like to continue, they're in the house, she's scared of screwing up, the room is getting hot, hotter—SHE'S GIVING UP WHILE SHE'S AHEAD.
She pulls away and presses her forehead against his shoulder. ]
[ He's quiet for a couple of seconds, focusing on his breathing and the sudden awareness that she was really, really close. Yata dips his head slightly to nudge against hers and finally sets that hot chocolate on the counter. ]
[ Kougyoku's heart nearly stops. Now red up to her ears, she places a hand over his chest to push him away, albeit with reluctance. A glance up at him, then at the floor. ]
That's...
[ She's scared and she knows she shouldn't, but she can't bring herself to say no.
So obviously someone should cockblock Yata before he gets ahead. ]
[ he'll be on the opposite end of the room, covering the lower half of his face with his hands (if izumo didn't see him blush, he'd totally buy that, right?) ]
[ that's a great description of making out. luckily(?), Izumo never fails to make Yata turn beet red and for a moment he actually thinks his heart might stop, his head snapping away from Kougyoku to glare. ]
Kusanagi-san! WE'RE NOT!!
[ izumo was gone but whatever the people on the moon probably still heard his yelling. ]
[ Once Izumo leaves, Kougyoku approaches Yata, hands over her chest and clasped together, and quietly confides in him. ]
Ah, um, I-I'm not ready for that. [ But is she talking about making out or the thing that needs protection? We don't know. ] My heart starts beating so fast that I get scared... Is that weird?
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[ Kougyoku hands him his cup of hot chocolate, then as she moves to get her own cup, she changes her mind and kisses him on the corner of his lips.
She was aiming for his cheek but that's good, too. ]
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T-thanks. [ So lame. He clears his throat and takes a sip. ] Hey, best hot chocolate I've ever had.
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You're just saying that! [ She giggles.
... She isn't even touching her cup, she's just looking at Yata like a lovesick teenager. (read: she is) ]
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[ What was she staring at? Was it his cool hot chocolate mustache? He subtly steps closer to her, alternating looks between her and the drink. ]
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Just kidding. ]
Drink properly.
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[ That was his attempt at being sexy, okay, shut the hell up. He leans over to kiss her. ]
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But it's the first time Kougyoku returns the favor. It's slow and gentle but clumsy and she doesn't know where her hands should go oh god where do her hands go ]
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He goes with what feels nice and keeps it just as soft, albeit eager, keeping the very basics in mind (no teeth, no shoving tongues anywhere, don't get slobbery).
Yata is still holding on to his hot chocolate so he's probably not the best person to give advice on where hands should go!! ]
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She pulls away and presses her forehead against his shoulder. ]
Yata, no, someone might see...
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We... we could go to your room.
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That's...
[ She's scared and she knows she shouldn't, but she can't bring herself to say no.
So obviously someone should cockblock Yata before he gets ahead. ]
YOU ASKED FOR THIS
... deadeyes. ]
Ah.
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I- I mean, it's okay if you don't--
[ IZUMO STOP SNEAKING UP ON PEOPLE.
Blush level: maximum. ]
Kusanagi-san!?
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Izumo, get out! [ said as if the kitchen wasn't a public area ]
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what a bunch of hormonal teenagers. ]
Y'all noisy. Just need coffee and the two of you can make out longer if ya want.
[ walks pass them and heads for cabinets ]
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[ he'll be on the opposite end of the room, covering the lower half of his face with his hands (if izumo didn't see him blush, he'd totally buy that, right?) ]
I can take the coffee to you, Kusanagi-san...
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Right.
[ stirring and promptly walking out, but not without hitting the kid on the head for good measure. ]
Get some protection first, if the two of you are takin' it to your room.
[ OLLIES OUT ]
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[ that's a great description of making out. luckily(?), Izumo never fails to make Yata turn beet red and for a moment he actually thinks his heart might stop, his head snapping away from Kougyoku to glare. ]
Kusanagi-san! WE'RE NOT!!
[ izumo was gone but whatever the people on the moon probably still heard his yelling. ]
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Ah, um, I-I'm not ready for that. [ But is she talking about making out or the thing that needs protection? We don't know. ] My heart starts beating so fast that I get scared... Is that weird?
[ she was the one who returned the kiss though ]
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