@borreloaded || cont. from here
It started off a uneventful evening, the usual debate of ‘Sleep’ and ‘No you’ had long passed, and the other was still sat awake on the other side of the bed, Ryoken had already given up on arguing and closed his eyes for the evening, after continuously hearing the tapping on fingers on the touch screen he snaps. Jolting upright he leans over and pries the device from yusakus hands, not taking into account one fatal flaw in his plan.
He was now hovering over his companion, arms shaky after being disturbed from his rest, they involuntarily buckle beneath him, causing him to fall flat on the other without time to compose or catch himself.
He winces ever so slightly as their foreheads knock briefly, before he can hiss out in pain he realizes there lips were touching ever so slightly. eyes widening, he moves back quickly, a small rose tint creeping onto his cheeks. “…Sorry”
This whole debate about going to sleep or not had long become something Yusaku had gotten used to. If he was totally honest to himself than he actually had to admit that he even enjoyed them from time to time. It wasn’t like he ever had given up on the arguements the older one made, even if they made sense and sound resonable, but still... it was nice to believe that Ryoken actually cared about him and his well-being.
After all the time they spend together on this boat Yusaku still wasn’t sure how to describe what it was that was between them. Their relationship. He was still rather sure that Ryoken was his precious person, always would be. He trusted the older one with everything, despite of everything that had happened between them. They were friends. Or at least Yusaku liked to believe that. And sometimes he wished it was a bit more.
Still that didn’t meant he would just listen and obey once Ryoken told him to go to sleep like usual. At least he showed some good will. He had taken his computer and at least got into bed, but that probably was that farthest Ryoken would made it tonight and for a while it seemed like the older teen had accepted his defeat.
Except he did not.
Without any warning the device had been taken out of his hands, and Ryoken appeared above him. But he didn’t even got the chance to complain or say anything at all, as the others arms were already giving up on him and Ryoken crashed down upon him. Which.. .on and itself probably would have been rather awkward in some sense, but it wasn’t enough already.
Green eyes wide in surprise as his lips were met with those of the older one and for a moment everything in him just stopped. It was something Yusaku had often wondered about, dreamed about. But he never had expected it become true, even less under these circumstances.
The other one pulled back shortly after and mumbled a quiet apologize. Yusakus face probably was as red as the others, if not even more.
“No it’s.. .I don’t mind..” he replied in the end, voice quiet but... he wasn’t able to face the other one while admitting that.
But at least Ryoken managed one thing with all of this. His work was forgotten for now.