summary: hs hanma and draken are a bit cheesy.
warnings: not very well beta read but half beta read ig! kinda sucks :P
notes: pretty much just me projecting things i can't talk about anymore @appreciatingtokrev (LATE BIRTHDAY GIFT BUT WHATEVER ILY HBD) ps i love awkward romantic teen hanma <3
First kisses are special things.
When you kiss someone for the first time, intentionally or not, it's something that ends up sticking with you for the rest of your life. Every time you kiss someone or every time you think of loving someone, automatically, your first kiss will be brought up in the situation. It can't be helped. So, it's preferred that your first kiss is with someone you love. Someone that you're willing to share that title to.
That is why first kisses are sacred.
And that is why Hanma gave Draken his first kiss.
It was planned out to be a simple afternoon. Hanma would hang out with Draken at his place straight after school as he did more and more recently. Sure it pissed off Kisaki when he had to cancel plans but that didn't really matter to Hanma, what did right now was the blonde boy who he could never get off his mind these days.
He really was the only thing on Hanma's mind nowadays. Just Draken Draken Draken non stop. So every opportunity he got, Hanma preferred to spend it with him. Even if he didn't like him back, his company was nice either way.
Though the only reason however he had not backed off yet was the fact that his crush seemed to have been showing an interest in him just as much, so with the possibility of Draken liking him back, Hanma was confident enough to gamble with the hopes of a relationship in this situationship.
"Cola as usual?" Draken called out from his mini fridge as Hanma walked into his room, "Uh yeah, cola's fine." As Hanma sat on Draken's bed, he was thrown a can of soft drink, Draken sitting beside him on the cushion. "So. Do you wanna watch another couple of movies again or do ya maybe just wanna talk?" Draken asked his company as Hanma flicked open his drink. Hanma took a chug of his beverage to stall, thinking of how he'd want to spend his exclusive alone time with Draken.
"Maybe we could talk a bit? Since we've been watching movies a lot recently." Hanma concluded. From then they merely just bantered back and forth, laughing over stories of their friends and discussing topics in relation to school.
"Okay okay but wait, there's something I literally must ask." Hanma's interest was suddenly peaked when Draken folded one of his legs up to face Hanma. "So- out of all the girls in our two grades who do you find the most attractive??" The question made Hanma nearly choke on his cola. It's not like he could blame Draken for asking, since its not like he knew that he was as straight as a circle, but still.
Hanma looked around in a sudden panic, "Uhhhh not sure- maybe like uhh- Ayari-chan? I don't really know since I don't actually think out it too much, hah…" Draken nodded back to Hanma's response. "Ohhhhh okay okay makes sense" Hanma sighed in relief as it seemed that Draken took his answer just fine.
The blonde sipped from his beverage before boring his eyes into the design of the can, "In all honesty, I think Sano Emma-chan's a real cutie. I'd totally go out with her too not gonna lie."
Hanma sat up suddenly, “O-oh! So you have a crush on Sano-san??” He forced a smile, it couldn’t be possible right? Surely Hanma’s fat enormous crush on Draken wouldn’t be crushed instantly by just one girl,,,right?
But Draken just about spat out his drink when Hanma asked that question. “What?! Of course I don’t! This was just hypothetical!” Draken rambled, attempting to defend himself, “Plus his brother is my best friend! He wouldn’t ever let me touch her!” The false grin that Hanma had been straining had slowly melted off his face as he continued listening to his friend, a genuine expression slowly blossoming, “Hmmm I don’t know man, that all just sounds like excuses…” “I’m not even gonna try arguing with you, Shuji.”
Yet the two retreated back to disputing again, in good fun and all. And Hanma definitely hadn’t just continued to aimlessly argue to get his mind off how Draken suddenly used his first name either. Because it was absolutely totally normal between two "bros", of course.
“Ugh fine okay so if I apparently have a crush on Emma-chan, who’s your crush then??” His question made Hanma freeze, was he really asking that? He wasn’t ready for this conversation, especially if it was with the guy he was crushing badly for.
“Oh haha very funny Ken, but there’s no one, seriously.”
“You’re really gonna pull that on me now? C’mon, I see the way you smile when you’re quiet with your ear plugs in, you’re obviously thinking about someone. Hanma- let it go~~” Draken pressed on with a cocky grin as Hanma’s cheeks slowly began to burn, he couldn't believe how oblivious he was.
“No way! If I tell you it could totally ruin a friendship, seriously!” He didn’t want to see any of Draken’s expressions anymore so instinctively, Hanma shoved his face into one of his pillows without a second thought, yet instantly regretted it when the intense smell of his crush hit him like a truck. “Okay okay fine look, I’ll cut you a deal” Hanma peeped an eye up at Draken to show him that he was listening. Draken sighed, “If you tell me your crush, then I’ll let you in on mine.”
Straight away, Hanma pulled his face back into the cushion, there was absolutely no way in hell he would ever let himself hear the one guy he was head over heels for admit to his face that he had a crush on someone else. He was 99.9 percent sure he was certain but he would never ever do that to himself, that would just be way too much. Draken continued insisting over and over as Hanma continued denying over and over, “Shujiiiiii!! C’mon man! I already said I wouldn’t judge you, why can’t you tell me?? What is it???”
“God fucking damnit- It’s because it’s you, you idiot!” Hanma jerked the bolster away from himself as he blurted it out to Draken’s face.
The silence that followed was deadly.
Excruciatingly uncomfortable.
The pair merely stayed frozen, eyes glued onto the other as their skins began glowing redder and brighter by the second.
Yet Draken was the first one to crack, smiling abruptly in a way that Hanma would mistake as unnatural, “That’s…great..?-“
“Nope. Fuck. I knew I shouldn’t have said it-“ Hanma immediately stood and paced for the door, eyes stuck to the floor. He couldn't believe how naive he was. "Of course Draken doesn't like me back." Hanma thought to himself, "Of course of course of cours-"
But he was stopped by a grip on his wrist pulling him back. He didn’t dare look back.
“Wait- Please don’t go” Were the words Hanma least expected in this situation. And yet here he was, looking back at the boy he was falling for, his cheeks a bright red with an expression that showed both longing and fear. "I didn't mean to say it like that. I-" Draken's eyes shot to the floor from either embarrassment or being in search of the right words.
His eyes locked with Hanma's once again, "I didn't mean to say it like that, I mean that I'm really, really happy that you actually feel the same."
Draken's smile was sweet and innocent, but on the contrary, Hanma couldn't believe his ears."
"I'm sorry, did you just say feel the same..?" The blonde nodded back passionately, "Huh.........that's crazy" With his hand still wrapped around his wrist, Hanma sat down on Draken's bed, attempting to contemplate what had just been confessed.
A few (a lot) more minutes passed as silence continued to grow. Hanma sat there practically going through the abyss of his mind pondering what was going on as Draken's eyes darted around the room rapidly in panic. He couldn't stand this silence, especially with the fact that it was never this dead whenever Hanma was around. So when he finally had enough, he stood up and moved to kneel in front of Hanma, grabbing both his hands and holding them in his. He took a deep breathe as Hanma fixated his vision on him, "Okay, look Shuji. Yes. You may find it unbelievable, but yes, I like you. I really really do like you. As crazy as it sounds it's very true and I need you to know that. Because this isn't a prank. And this isn't some set up." Draken gently squeezed his hands as he paused, "Because I actually very much am slowly falling in love with you." He admitted with a sincere grin.
He couldn't believe his ears for one second still. Hanma just continued sitting there, red and in complete shock. That was probably the worst part, when Draken admitted to falling in love with him, he went such a bright red it was laughable. But, if you ever asked him what was really the worst part, he'd say it was the moment that came after that he messed up the very best.
Hanma requested bluntly, instantly getting Draken to look at him. "You..want me to kiss you? He blushed slightly, Hanma nodded, gently, he couldn't have been so sure of something in his entire life. So, as Hanma removed his hands from Draken's grasp and moved them along to his shoulders, Draken placed a steady hand on Hanma's waist and the other on the side of his face. They shuffled closer to one another, close enough to the point where they could feel each other's breathes on their skins, something neither of them ever would've dreamt of.
In a moment of stillness, Draken's eyes wandered across Hanma's face, now in much more detail. He noticed how bright purple his eyes really were and the fact his eyelashes were actually noticeably long, he noticed how he had more pimples of the left side of his face over the right side because of his bangs, he noticed how his lips were on the borderline of dry and hydrated, and how his lips were quivering too. Draken also noticed that he loved every single part of Hanma's face. "Can I kiss you?" Draken asked again, nothing more than a whisper, a second, then two passed before Hanma closed his eyes. "...Yes. Yes you can."
Call him desperate, call him too excited, but Draken immediately rushed forward to kiss him, the strong impact much to Hanma's surprise. The kiss wasn't like the movies of course but to both of them, it was just perfect. It didn't last too long or too short. Their lips met, they shifted, and they parted. When they looked at each other, both their cheeks were blushed red and they were both the slightest bit out of breathe. But they didn't care, they giggled and leant their foreheads against each other. Before whispering words they really, didn't dare to dream of before: I love you.
NOTE: the quality of the story dropped so bad BYEEEEE but anyways happy super late birthday ily!!!!! (plsplsplapalpa don't mind how bad it got i'm going through writers block and an episode 🤯🤯)
