TomShizu + Good Morning Kiss or Shy kiss ;D
I’m so completely in love with the idea of them as each other’s first, fumbling kiss that I startled myself with my own vehemence.
Shizuo was still hunched over his homework when Tom came back from the kitchen with a glass of water for himself and a bottle of strawberry milk for Shizuo. His forehead was creased in a way that gave Tom a headache and he was worried Shizuo might break the pencil with the way his tendons strained.
“Thanks,” Shizuo sighed without looking up.
All Tom was thinking when he set the drinks on the table leaned forward to brush his lips to Shizuo’s hair was that he privately missed the brown; it had been warm like Shizuo.
Shizuo dropped his pencil and Tom’s stomach fell with it. The clatter was deafening.
Oh fuck, Tom thought. Shizuo’s hair tickled his nose.
Shizuo drew a breath and twisted under Tom before he could pull away to mash soft lips to Tom’s cheek.
Then he spun round to stare at his homework again.
“Thanks for the milk,” Shizuo muttered, ears and neck flaming.
Tom cleared his throat. “Yeah. Sure, no problem.” Shizuo didn’t look up, so Tom pressed fingers to where Shizuo’s lips had been. “Need help?”
Shizuo’s entire body sagged and he glanced up to smile so gratefully Tom wanted to look away. It lit up his eyes, and Tom thought maybe the bright blond suited him after all.
Shizuo’s ears stayed pink like his milk.
Tom poured himself a glass of it after Shizuo had left and wondered if that’s what his lips tasted like.