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[lostfond]

ehehehhe 014. from behind hug .

    MEME.    ––––    14 .   from  behind  hug.

               the return of the middle school student to the mankai dorm premises is announced with little more than a politely shut door  &  the punctual announcement that he was home.  after arranging his shoes to the side in the foyer alongside a plethora of other similar pairs,  greeting back the handful of troupe boys that lounged on the couches, azami pads back to his room––––  ready to settle down  &  get a head start on his homework as usual,  or he would have if it weren’t for the unknown force of friendly – fire that wrapped its arms around his waist from behind as soon as he entered the doorway. 

               he’s never been very reactive unless it came to his arguments with sakyo,  this unexpected development only making azami blink out of tune for a millisecond.  naturally,  the particular time of day ruled out multiple faces from autumn troupe due to their long working or after – school hours,  disregarding the fact that only taichi would ever succumb to such childish tactics.  that could only leave one other person in the running:  it was such conclusiveness that fueled the slightest quirk of a smile at his lips,  subtly but impossibly fond as azami ran a hand through his hair.  “  ––––give it up,  kumon.  don’t you know that i see sakyo’s face in the morning every day?  i come from a yakuza family,  as well.  a simplistic sneak attack like that could never surprise me.  “  these words are infused with a slightly exasperated quality, giving nothing away of his true feelings as azami wraps his fingers around one of kumon’s forearms,  affectionately tracing circles into the delicate wrist there.  “  ..good try,  though.  and..  and i’m glad to see you too.  now turn around,  doofus.  it’s your face i want to see.  “

[lostfond]

002. kiss their cheek . you know azami? fuck you talking about

   MEME.    ––––    02 .   kiss  their  cheek.

               for as long as he’s known the other,  kumon has always proven himself to be a ray of brilliance shining down on the people around him.  a notable social butterfly thriving in his element at the mankai dorm through bouts of overexcitement  &  easy,  beaming smiles.  with a personality like that came a certain friendly touchiness,  to be sure,  especially considering the particular closeness they shared with one another.  but be that as it may,  similar – age male friends didn’t typically make it a habit to kiss each other on the cheek in gratitude!  this–  this had to be an action rooted in a more romantic nature!!  it might have even been  SCANDALOUS:  because skin on skin contact was one thing–  it came with the motions of daily life in such activities as passing items,  playing sports,  &  generally cohabiting the same dorm,  but the correlation of lips on skin was..  was..  markedly deliberate!!  amorous to the point of averting one’s eyes in earnest!  a sacred act to be pioneered only in the blooming high of one’s first romance,  preferably through the privacy of their  HONEYMOON!   

               how many times did he have to make it clear to the other,  that such  ‘ actions have consequences ‘   ..  or in this case:  that his actions have connotations.  how embarrassing!!  feeling the heat rise to his face in record time,  azami’s eyes flickered bashfully from kumon’s face to the ground to the ceiling  –  & repeat.  it was just a peck on the cheek yet he couldn’t even muster the strength to look at kumon ..!  “  you––––i–  ugh..  you i– idiot,  wouldn’t have saying  ‘ thank you ‘  sufficed ??  i get that you’re grateful for the new baseball mitt i got you,  but this k– kind of thing is––––!!  “  plagued with such a wandering train of thought,  the normally composed teen then reduced himself to a flustered heap lowered to the ground,  hiding his face in his hands as if a second kiss was well on its way to assault him  ( though there was no question that a second instance of it would render him close to death in spirit ) . “  what would you have done if someone saw you thank me like this!  they–  they would think we’re   MARRIED   !!!  “