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He could lie and say he’s never thought about this. He could try to back down and excuse himself from Kengo’s grasp. But something about this feels right to Gentaro. He pulls away for a moment to let Kengo get some air and smiles. “Would you like me to kiss you back?”
“Hmm? Okay.” Kengo blinked and looked up at Gentaro. “I don’t think I do. I don’t exactly recall ever eating it before.”
Gentaro breaks from Kengo’s grasp for a moment to shoulder his bag. “I have. It’s a lot more than sausages and cabbage. And the Cous Coussier does it well. Probably because Chiyoko has traveled around the world.” He wraps his free arm around Kengo’s shoulder and starts walking with him towards the Gate. “I can’t wait to share it with you.”
Kengo grabbed his own bag while Gentaro shouldered his. “I see.” He let a small smile ghost across his lips for a moment before slipping out from under Gentaro’s arm and continuing to walk towards the portal. He may have been able to push himself to kiss Gentaro, but Kengo still wasn’t exactly comfortable with too much PDA. “Well, then, what are we waiting for?”
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He could lie and say he’s never thought about this. He could try to back down and excuse himself from Kengo’s grasp. But something about this feels right to Gentaro. He pulls away for a moment to let Kengo get some air and smiles. “Would you like me to kiss you back?”
Kengo sighed and leaned into the hug, using it to hide his blush. “Idiot,” he mumbled, “You don’t have to worry about that.”
“I don’t want to lose you again, Kengo. Not for a very long time.” He gives Kengo one last kiss on the top of his head and just holds him there for a few more moments.
Kengo let out another sigh, and wrapped his arms around Gentaro. “You’re not going to lose me. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Come on, Kengo. Let’s go get something to eat.” Gentaro knows he wants to spend more time with Kengo now. “Do you have any issues with German food? That’s the theme this week at Cous Coussier.”
“Hmm? Okay.” Kengo blinked and looked up at Gentaro. “I don’t think I do. I don’t exactly recall ever eating it before.”
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He could lie and say he’s never thought about this. He could try to back down and excuse himself from Kengo’s grasp. But something about this feels right to Gentaro. He pulls away for a moment to let Kengo get some air and smiles. “Would you like me to kiss you back?”
Kengo sighed and leaned into the hug, using it to hide his blush. “Idiot,” he mumbled, “You don’t have to worry about that.”
“I don’t want to lose you again, Kengo. Not for a very long time.” He gives Kengo one last kiss on the top of his head and just holds him there for a few more moments.
Kengo let out another sigh, and wrapped his arms around Gentaro. “You’re not going to lose me. I’m not going anywhere.”
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He could lie and say he’s never thought about this. He could try to back down and excuse himself from Kengo’s grasp. But something about this feels right to Gentaro. He pulls away for a moment to let Kengo get some air and smiles. “Would you like me to kiss you back?”
“No exceptions.” Kengo retorted. He paused before mumbling, “You’re an idiot…. Gentaro.”
That’s the point when Gentaro loses himself. He’s wanted for so long to be on a first name basis with Kengo that he can’t help but cry.
Kengo wants to be with him. Kengo kissed him and called him by name. Kengo is cuddling in his arms. It’s something he had dreamed about, and now it’s happening.
“Yeah, I’m an idiot. But I’m happy to be your idiot, Kengo.”
Kengo looked up and blinked as Gentaro began to cry, clearly confused as to what was happening. “Wha-”
Then Gentaro spoke, and Kengo’s cheeks turned red, and he rested his head against him again. “I-idiot. Don’t cry over something so simple.”
Gentaro shakes his head. “There’s nothing simple about this, Kengo. You are so important to me. I just want to be worthy of your love.”
He wraps his arms around Kengo, not wanting to lose him ever again.
Kengo sighed and leaned into the hug, using it to hide his blush. “Idiot,” he mumbled, “You don’t have to worry about that.”
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He could lie and say he’s never thought about this. He could try to back down and excuse himself from Kengo’s grasp. But something about this feels right to Gentaro. He pulls away for a moment to let Kengo get some air and smiles. “Would you like me to kiss you back?”
“No exceptions.” Kengo retorted. He paused before mumbling, “You’re an idiot…. Gentaro.”
That’s the point when Gentaro loses himself. He’s wanted for so long to be on a first name basis with Kengo that he can’t help but cry.
Kengo wants to be with him. Kengo kissed him and called him by name. Kengo is cuddling in his arms. It’s something he had dreamed about, and now it’s happening.
“Yeah, I’m an idiot. But I’m happy to be your idiot, Kengo.”
Kengo looked up and blinked as Gentaro began to cry, clearly confused as to what was happening. “Wha-”
Then Gentaro spoke, and Kengo’s cheeks turned red, and he rested his head against him again. “I-idiot. Don’t cry over something so simple.”
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He could lie and say he’s never thought about this. He could try to back down and excuse himself from Kengo’s grasp. But something about this feels right to Gentaro. He pulls away for a moment to let Kengo get some air and smiles. “Would you like me to kiss you back?”
Gentaro takes Kengo’s chin in his hands, holding the man for a moment before leaning in, starting with a gentle kiss to Kengo’s forehead. He moves down from there to the lips, and holds a kiss there for eight seconds.
When he finally pulls away, Gentaro holds Kengo close to him. “Thank you, Kengo. Thanks for making the first move.”
Kengo’s eyes widen slightly when he feels Gentaro’s hands on his chin, and closes them when Gentaro kisses his forehead. When he feel Gentaro’s lips against his own, he leans into the kiss, still slightly stunned this is really happening.
He opens his eyes slowly as Gentaro pulls back, and almost in a daze, lifts a hand to his own lips. “Idiot,” he retorts, still not fully processing what’s happening, “You should have said something.”
“You know me, Kengo.” He sighs. “I’m so willing to leap in and help other people express their inner feelings that I forget about my own. I really am an idiot, aren’t I?”
Kengo rests his head against Gentaro’s chest and lets out a sigh of his own. “Yeah, you are.” He closes his eyes again and adds, “You should give yourself what you want more often.”
“Even if what I want is you?” He kisses Kengo’s forehead again. “I’ve loved you for so long, Kengo.”
“No exceptions.” Kengo retorted. He paused before mumbling, “You’re an idiot.... Gentaro.”
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He could lie and say he’s never thought about this. He could try to back down and excuse himself from Kengo’s grasp. But something about this feels right to Gentaro. He pulls away for a moment to let Kengo get some air and smiles. “Would you like me to kiss you back?”
Gentaro takes Kengo’s chin in his hands, holding the man for a moment before leaning in, starting with a gentle kiss to Kengo’s forehead. He moves down from there to the lips, and holds a kiss there for eight seconds.
When he finally pulls away, Gentaro holds Kengo close to him. “Thank you, Kengo. Thanks for making the first move.”
Kengo’s eyes widen slightly when he feels Gentaro’s hands on his chin, and closes them when Gentaro kisses his forehead. When he feel Gentaro’s lips against his own, he leans into the kiss, still slightly stunned this is really happening.
He opens his eyes slowly as Gentaro pulls back, and almost in a daze, lifts a hand to his own lips. “Idiot,” he retorts, still not fully processing what’s happening, “You should have said something.”
“You know me, Kengo.” He sighs. “I’m so willing to leap in and help other people express their inner feelings that I forget about my own. I really am an idiot, aren’t I?”
Kengo rests his head against Gentaro’s chest and lets out a sigh of his own. “Yeah, you are.” He closes his eyes again and adds, “You should give yourself what you want more often.”
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He could lie and say he’s never thought about this. He could try to back down and excuse himself from Kengo’s grasp. But something about this feels right to Gentaro. He pulls away for a moment to let Kengo get some air and smiles. “Would you like me to kiss you back?”
Gentaro takes Kengo’s chin in his hands, holding the man for a moment before leaning in, starting with a gentle kiss to Kengo’s forehead. He moves down from there to the lips, and holds a kiss there for eight seconds.
When he finally pulls away, Gentaro holds Kengo close to him. “Thank you, Kengo. Thanks for making the first move.”
Kengo’s eyes widen slightly when he feels Gentaro’s hands on his chin, and closes them when Gentaro kisses his forehead. When he feel Gentaro’s lips against his own, he leans into the kiss, still slightly stunned this is really happening.
He opens his eyes slowly as Gentaro pulls back, and almost in a daze, lifts a hand to his own lips. “Idiot,” he retorts, still not fully processing what’s happening, “You should have said something.”
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He could lie and say he’s never thought about this. He could try to back down and excuse himself from Kengo’s grasp. But something about this feels right to Gentaro. He pulls away for a moment to let Kengo get some air and smiles. “Would you like me to kiss you back?”
Kengo wasn’t sure what came over him in that moment. Maybe it was just the dam bursting on everything he’d been holding back. But when he had seen Gentaro enter the Hutch, he had just walked right up to him and pulled him down into a kiss. And Gentaro... hadn’t pushed him away... When he pulled away for air, it took Kengo a moment to properly register what had just happened, and when he did, he quickly turned away from Gentaro to hide his expression. It was a good thing there was no one else there. “D-Do what you want, idiot.”
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Kengo: How could I lose Gentaro in the crowd?
Kengo: *cups his hands to make a megaphone*
Kengo: Friendship is for the weak!
Gentaro: *From across the room* THE HELL DID YOU SAY?
Kengo: There he is.
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