“Might? Oh, well, we can’t have that,” he replies, his voice deepening, before he bridges the already nil distance between them, pressing his lips against Yuki’s own. His hands move from where they were behind Yuki’s neck to between them, grabbing onto Yuki’s uniform and pulling him in closer ( consequently taking out the tucked shirt from his pants ) so there isn’t any space between their bodies either, conjoined in every way possible ( well, without losing any clothing ).
He was humming as he walked down the hallway, a song Sakura had been singing lately that had gotten stuck in his head. A light flush rose to his cheeks at the thought of his girlfriend, and he was somewhat distracted as he pushed open the door to the classroom where he had left his book. As soon as he swung open the door, though, he froze in shock.
“U-uhh.” If he hadn’t been red before he was now.
How was one supposed to react after walking in on their twin brother making out aggressively with someone???
