Subaru did his best to give you as much space as the locker allowed. His hands and shoulders were pressed against the wall, chin tilted up and to the side to allow you room to breathe. It looked like he was more afraid of you than the anomaly.
“Its okay, Suba.” You never used the nickname on him before and hoped it would distract him from whatever had him so flustered. He had already apologized twice when the two of you squeezed in the small space. He glanced at you, surprised. He attempted to relax his shoulders, still keeping as much distance as he could. Every inhale had your chests touching, and it was too hard to breathe in the locker for shallow breaths.
“Sorry.” He wasn’t even sure why he was apologizing anymore. You were too close for him to think straight, your smell sweeter than the flowers in Hotarubi. He swallowed, sure you heard him gulp. He glanced at you, quickly averted his gaze when you locked eyes.
You heard the anomaly pass by, and instinctually flinched into him. Your face was tucked into the juncture of his shoulder and neck. Sensing your fear, his timidness disappeared and he put his arms around you to protect you. You stayed huddled together until the anomaly passed. Subaru slowly leaned his head back to see if you were relaxing, but his arms stayed around you.
Intense longing pinned you in place. You became mesmerized by his tender gaze, noticing when his amethyst eyes glanced at your lips. He must have noticed the shift. He shyly looked away, loosening his embrace enough for you to push his arms away if you wanted.
You didn’t. You leaned closer, until your faces were nearly touching, and touched his jaw so he would turn his head to face you again. He couldn’t resist any longer and pressed a soft, hesitant kiss to your lips. You bit your lip after he pulled back, your smile all the encouragement he needed to give you another, hungrier, surer. He held you firmly, cupping your cheek and finding more solace in you than he had known in a long time.
Haku Kusanagi
Between the way you were pressed up against him, and the harmless ghosts leading away the more dangerous anomaly to ensure your safety, Haku was practically giddy. He took deep, slow breaths to keep himself and you calm, and to enjoy how nice you smelled. He leaned into you as much as he could without squishing you, hoping his desire for you wasn’t coming through too strong. Normally Zenji or Subaru were his chaperones, keeping him from being too blunt about his feelings and wants. He couldn’t help that you felt perfect in his arms, and he’d wanted to hold your hand again since he first guided you through Galaxy Express. He wanted much more, most of his thoughts sweet. Most.
Haku smiled to himself as he unwittingly nuzzled you, pulling your attention from the ghosts and anomalies to him, content as a cat in your arms. He was an expert on these creatures, and if he wasn’t alarmed, you had little reason to be either. You allowed yourself to relax, and sighed. Your breath fanned across his chest and neck, causing him to suppress a delightful shiver.
Haku nuzzled you again, closer to your nose so your lips were on the brink of touching. You knew he had a soft spot for you and caved, closing the minuscule distance to taste his lips for the first time. He pressed against you fully, deepening the kiss and making it known how thoroughly he enjoyed being close to you. He left you no room to shift away, so happy he finally got to kiss you that you would have to push him away to get him to stop.
Zenji Kotodama
You felt cramped in the small locker. It was just you and Zenji’s doll, which took up little space. He left it in your care, and you cradled the doll to keep it safe, worried something would happen to Zenji if it was damaged.
Zenji floated into the locker, partially inside so he wasn’t too close to you.
“Stay inside a little longer. The others are on their way.”
Zenji remained to keep watch over you. He made no move to take the doll back from you. In fact, he smiled at how you cradled it.
“Thank you for taking care of my brother. Even if he is teasing me for being in your arms when I cannot.” His words were meant to be jovial, but he couldn’t hide their melancholic edge. His hand hovered by your face, as if he rested his palm against the wall. His sight was beyond human’s or ghouls, and he could see you perfectly in the dark. His ghostly glow allowed you to see him just as easily, and his illumination made you less afraid.
You held the doll in one arm when you reached for Zenji’s face, moving as though you were caressing him. The air he occupied was colder, and you felt goosebumps dancing up your arm. You wanted to know if you could feel him on your lips. If you focused hard enough, maybe there could be some contact.
He drew a sharp breath when you leaned in. He was curious, wanting nothing more than to be able to touch, hug and kiss you, and researching ways he could grow strong enough to do so. Maybe the hope he felt in that moment would bring him one step closer. He drifted closer to your face, stopping when he passed through you a fraction. He lined his lips with yours as well as he could, and made a light kissing sound. What you did feel was his breath wash over you when he sighed and disappeared, longing for true contact but elated at your attempt. The doll shifted in your arms, kicking its feet happily.
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