steeeam
missing itoshi sae’s kisses was one of the most agonising thing you’ve experienced.
because, god, was he an amazing kisser. he was gentle and unpredictable— catching you when your defenses were at their weakest. his lips moving against yours like the last piece of a puzzle, slotting so perfectly.
and when times like these arised— when you sent a quick ‘hi, missing your lips’ to sae— you couldn’t help but reminisce on your first kiss with him.
which was a very awkward and abrupt one.
sae was dropping you off at your house, after school, just like he did every single day.
and there was nothing different or odd about him that whole day. he was nonchalant and unresponsive, with simple hums escaping him every once and again— notifying you that he was, indeed, listening to your countless rants.
when it was time for him to take his leave and go back the way you were just walking— he stood, silent. looking at you as if expecting you to say something— anything to get his mind off the thing that he’s been wanting for the last couple weeks.
he made up his mind when you, simply, gaped at him— waiting for a goodbye of some sort.
suddenly, his hand was on the side of your neck, angling your face up (to reach his growing height) as his lips slid against yours.
although sae wished it was— the kiss was far from perfect.
you took a moment to relax and adjust to this new found contact. after all the closest your lips have been to eachother was when you, randomly, decide to bite sae’s appealing bicep.
since none of you had any experience, you both went off of instinct— holding your breath as if scared to deepen the kiss or do something you shouldn’t.
at some point, you couldn’t hold it any longer—turning around to gasp and catch the air, that seemed to be everywhere but your lungs.
without a second word, sae turned around and left— and for once you were thankful he did. you would probably die from embarassment if you looked at him a second longer.
surprisingly, minutes later, you seemed to miss the feeling of him— tracing the place where his lips were, not so long ago.
which lead to a spontaneous text message from you.
to : saesaesaesaesae
hi
that was cute
okay sorry
i know you’re at practice i just wanted to say that i liked it.
contrary to your beliefs, sae was not at practice. he was looking at your messages pop up on his screen— too flustered to respond.
