“ah, fuck it” MY TURN
SEND "AH, FUCK IT" TO SHOVE MY MUSE UP AGAINST A WALL FOR A SURPRISE KISS | x .
his borrowed heart felt like it almost stopped beating, with lashes barely fluttering as the Alchemist watches the fellow Favonian Knight locks their lips together.
being pressed up against the colorless wallpaper of his own office was a bit much for such a simple gesture, and Albedo makes that known. pressing his hands on Kaeya’s stomach, some space is made between them after the kiss was broken off.
yet a soft frost lingered upon his mouth, and a gentle flush of red on his face . . .
and, as if nothing happened between them both― “ do you need help with a task today, Sir Kaeya? ”
though the term “as if nothing happened” would be a bit of an overstatement. he may have kept his unwavering demeanor, but Albedo’s cheeks were warm to the touch. if one were to also place their hand over his chest, the rapid beating of his heart would be quite easy to pick up on.
and “pick up on it” is something he prayed that his tall companion couldn’t do.











