kiss / mao and ritsu :)c
» kiss › a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair .nonverbal starters / @juryokv !
in a surprising turn of events, it’s mao who succumbs to sleep before ritsu does. ritsu understands, of course, between his student council duties and idol activities, mao must’ve overworked himself taking on more than he could handle. and handled it anyway, simply because it was mao. ritsu takes off his jacket and places it gently over mao’s form, laying down next to him in silence as he keeps his eyes on him. it takes blinking to snap him out of the daze he’d been lulled into just by watching mao sleep, and when he realises, he feels a twinge of pain in his heart. it doesn’t matter how much you love him, the rational voice in his head says. he won’t acknowledge it anyway, the traitorous one, immediately stamped down. thinking was a hassle sometimes, ritsu thinks, and decides to stop. he leans over, plants a soft kiss in mao’s hair.
then, he leaves.