↳ @sharkbeatz SENT : bosip gives bob a lil kiss.. a little smooch, if you will.
“ hm ? what’s up bosi -- ” he doesn’t get to finish his inquiry before he feels the peck on his cheek, his heart along with his words lodging in his throat as a warm red blooms under his skin. how embarrassingly easy it was for him to flush over the little things, a fish out of water when it came to even just the basics of romantic interaction. and not cause he doesn’t try, it’s just an odd sensation to be doted on romantically by his best friend like this. ( not a bad weird, a very good weird ! but also a ‘ how could i ever get used to this ’ weird ) though, he supposes it’d be boyfriend now, huh ? how nerve wracking, something so simple. and yet how exciting it is all the same.
“ d - d - dude, y - you can’t just -- !! ” rebooting slowly but surely, bob looks to bosip with big eyes, blinking as it registers. how come he gets to do something like that and make bob so flustered, why won’t he do something to bosip too ? ... actually, why won’t he ? what’s stopping him ? do it, don’t think about it, just go for it ... !!
and so, leaping up on his tip - toes and grabbing bosip by the shirt, bob does the unthinkable -- he kisses his boyfriend back, squarely on the lips. it’s hasty, he could’ve sworn he was about to miss him completely, but was lucky to feel the taller boy’s lips against his own. he stays there, holding him in the kiss, before slowly he separates... just to be completely red - faced in the face of his impulsive act. should he say something ? he should, right ?
“ ... there. e - equivalent exchange, or whatever it’s called. ” maybe he shouldn’t have said anything, actually. ( really ? a fullmetal alchemist reference now of all times ?! )