#kissdrabbles

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Foolishness | JJK

Jungkook  |  F2L  |  Fluff  |  Kiss Drabbles

"An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose."

"Kook, we both have a 9am tomorrow, lets just sleep." You mumble, as you plug in your controller to charge overnight. Closely to your side your best friend still sits with his controller in his hands under the blanket. 

He is close enough for you to feel the entire length of his body against yours. You're painfully aware of it, in your way too small bed. Yet you wouldn't kick him out for the world. No, you enjoy his warmth way too much for that. 

"One more level?" he pouts, leaning into your side more. 

You groan, eyes heavy with sleep. "Fine, you play one more level while I try to sleep." 

His pout worsens and you chuckle, patting his thigh over the blanket with a whispered goodnight as you turn away from him. 

It's easy to close your eyes, but not as easy to sleep. Jungkook manages to remain pressed up against you. It was his idea to stay in your room tonight, only because you had just gotten that new Toad puzzle game for the switch and he wanted to try it out. 

Turns out, snuggling in your bad gave your already lost brain way too many ideas to toy with. 

Yeah, you've had feelings for Jungkook for a long while now. At this point you've blatantly come to accept the fact that you'll always be fawning over him without him noticing. How can he be so blind? Does he really not notice the way you look at him? The way you lean into him every time he touches you? Every time he sits next to you?

He probably has other girls on his mind. That must be it. 

After a year of trying to muster up the courage to say something to him, you know it's not going to happen. For the simple reason that Jungkook is too precious to you. 

Having him like this, open, so close to you, as if it's the most normal thing. You can't risk that. You'd rather have him like this forever. Best friends is a good way to be with him. Your heart just has to be okay that. 

Now, as he sits beside you, warm under the sheets you've been occupying for several hours, he shifts. One of his legs brushes over yours and you notice that he too, is finally putting his controller away. 

In the tiny single bed there is no way he wouldn't touch you, bending over like that. His side most certainly brushes your ass, but it's nothing new at this point. You're certain Jungkook's seen most of your body, as you have his. 

The lights are switched off, and Jungkook straightens out with you again. His legs fumble a little, as if he doesn't know what to do with himself. 

He huffs with a pull off the blankets. 

You try to remain as still as possible, he doesn't need to know you're awake. 

Though, his incessant shuffling makes this hard for you, it's like he can't properly find his space within the allotted 90cm. How strange.

Then, he whispers your name. God forbid him letting you sleep, for just once. His whisper turns into a whine as he leans his body over yours slightly to see if you're asleep. 

Only then do you move, turning towards him with half open eyes from how tired you are. You are not prepared for how close he is.

Before you know it your nose bumps into his and your lips graze briefly. 

Stunned, you stay still. Your lips are mere inches apart yet you bite yours in fear. Inside your chest your heart hammers, realising what had just happened as your eyes finally focuses on his face. 

He seems equally shocked, lips slightly parted as he remains hovering over you. One hand is on your side, fingers brushing your hip as he scans your face. 

You can still feel it, the graze of his lips against yours. It was barely there but from his eyes you know he felt it. 

His eyes, those big, gentle eyes that make you feel like nobody will ever look at you again like he does. 

Maybe...he does look at you like that. Or...

Jungkook's eyes change, falling to your lips as his tongue darts out to wet his briefly. Seconds tick by but feel like ages as you choose your options. 

Blame it on the lack of sleep — the warmth his body emits as it is pressed so close to yours. Maybe it's the way his eyes reflect the way you feel, even if that sounds insane. But you find your fingers winding into his shirt to pull him down that little bit you need to kiss him again. 

He hiccups, lips meetings yours abruptly and a little clumsily. The angle isn't great but it's all worth it. 

To finally feel your lips on his, the way he sighs into you and relaxes. His hand now touches you properly, coming up to turn you and mould you against him as you kiss. 

You kiss — you're kissing him. Your lips move, sliding over his as you breathe shakily. With eyes closed and hands finding his arm you twist even closer. The bed suddenly accommodates both of you so well and you let out a content little moan when he presses back into you. 

His mouth is gentle, tentative, lips partings yours only slightly. Neither of you is concerned with anything more than each other in this moment. Your mind is completely blank aside from the way his mouth parts yours and his hand grips you harder. 

You can almost feel him frown when you moan softly at the barest touch of his tongue to yours. 

When you finally meet him halfway, opening yourself up to him and kissing back with vigour, he groans. There's a need, a desperation that breaks the surface as he finally tastes you. His hand now splays your lower back, warm under your shirt.

Once you wrestle your second hand free from where it had been pressed between you, he breaks away.

Jungkook pants as you card your fingers through his hair. Neither of you open your eyes, yet, a beat passes. Then, you both giggle like kids. Elated laughter erupts between you two and you feel as if a weight has lifted off your shoulders. 

"All this time..." you start. 

"You liked me too?" he finishes. 

© GguksGalaxy 2018-2020

Requested by: @flowerymoonlight​ Tags: @bubypjm​ @sunshineangelhobi​ @mooniva​ @xiubaek13​ 

[checkeredblonde]

   The sound of a slamming door was able to be heard, a loud groan soon following. Today was not his day, this week had not been his week, and god help someone if this wasn't going to be his month. 

  Aching feet walked from the front of the apartment, carrying Roxas through the otherwise empty living area, Ven having taken the night off to be with Riku, and really Roxas was thankful his brother was gone. He would hate to have the other here in fear of taking his anger and frustration out on his twin. And really, Ven dealt with enough having the silveret as a boyfriend, he didn't need his own brother projecting his problems onto him. 

  Hands went to Roxas' shirt, undoing the buttons and stripping it off, letting the material fall onto the floor as he passed before his hand was ripping off his shoes. After a slight dance and a moment of just leaning against the wall, both shoes were off, the socks following quickly. With only his pants and boxers he entered his room, not bothering to shut the door behind him though he did flip on the light. 

   Finally comfortable, the still agitated blonde watched it wall, waiting on something interesting to happen, or appear, or something that wasn't him just laying in bed. He wasn't tired enough to sleep, and walking to take a bath just seemed a hassle in his current mood. So what could--oh. Oh, yeah that sounded good. 

   His hand was quick to go to his phone, pulling it to his face as he rolled onto his stomach, on habit going to his recent call list and----oh. Oh, fuck. 

   The names were there, beside the other, reading Axel F and Seifer A, and dammit it was this again. He was tired of it, tired of thinking, of telling himself he needed to decide, but he knew he did. He knew that this couldn't go on forever, these types of things never lasted long, but it was....nice. Great even, and Roxas was enjoying it. 

    He had Seifer Almasy, the dealer, the jerk, and way too attractive to be just now legal. His personality was horrid, his jokes ill timed, his wording crude, but Roxas adored him. He wasn't sure why, or how, but the affection was there. It was more then sex to the blond, even if that was how it started out, and Roxas wasn't ready to see it end. 

   And he had Axel Flynn, the gamer, the hard worker, the ambitious nerd. Everything Roxas was and everything he could see himself with. They understood each other, got the gaming jokes, challenged each other be it with levels, times or even on the dance floor, and oh god the sex. Axel wasn't a god in any way or form, but he learned quick where to touch, how hard to bite and just which angle to thrust to make the blonde scream with desire. 

   But dammit if Axel beat him one more fucking time---

  He chuckled, shaking his head before his eyes were back on his device. Slowly he sat up, eyeing both names, a frown settling upon his features. No he...he needed to make a decision. To end this FWB relationship with one of them and get serious about the other...He sighed, falling onto his back, eyes on the ceiling above him.

   Seifer was rough, the good kind, and treated Roxas as an equal. Axel wanted to pamper him far too often for the blonds' taste, treating him as something delicate. Axels' hands were rough, calloused, and it felt so amazing against his bare skin. Seifers' were soft, but his hold was bruising. 

    A swallow, and Roxas shifted, the work of comparing the two getting him to. He wanted both of them, couldn't he have that? Just tell them about the other? But Axel, would he...be hurt if he found out? Would it..ruin everything? Seifer, Roxas could bet, wouldn't care all too much. But Axel wasn't as strong, wasn't as tough, from what he'd seen of the red head. 

  Returning his phone screen to black, the blonde sighed, rolling onto his side and closing his blue hues. No. He wasn't going to decide, not when he wanted them both so equally.

[gguksgalaxy]

Join Me | JJK

Jungkook  |  Fluff  |  Kiss Drabbles 500w  |  No Warnings

“Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.”

There’s a whine in your periphery, a soft, familiar sound that reaches your ears despite the headphones encasing them. The soundtrack of your favourite game plays through them in an attempt to drown out your surroundings as you browse articles for your paper.

Again. “Babe?” Whiny, persistent. Pulling at your heartstrings like nothing ever has. A smile tugs your lips, but you try to suppress it. “Babe!!”

You whirl around the second your music stops playing, facing your boyfriend who sits curled up on your small couch. “Jungkook!”

Your boyfriend gives you a sheepish grin. “You couldn’t hear me!”

“No,” you say, “I was choosing to ignore you.”

Jungkook’s lips jut out in a pout. “That’s mean."

A chuckle passes your lips as you get up and walk over to him. He’s wearing comfortable sweats and a long-sleeved, white t-shirt that has some sort of stain you assume is coffee from earlier.

You place your hands on his shoulders. "What did you want to ask?”

His hands come up to hold you by the waist, fingers firm. “I was gon—” he pauses to yawn, bright eyes squeezing shut as his hands tighten onto you, “gonna take a nap. Wanted to ask if you’d join.”

He’s too sweet. Always asking you to cuddle, or nap, or hug. Anything to be close. Even if you’ve just been dating for a few months you can barely remember a time when you weren’t near him. He just wants affection, so you brush a hand through his soft, brown hair. “I have to study Kook, maybe later, okay?”

Another pout, but he doesn’t press. Instead, he expectantly leans up for a kiss. Red lips pursing, you smile at the sight and lean down. You can almost feel the brush of his mouth against yours, but instead of pressing closer you blow a cold puff of air onto his lips.

“Hey!” he splutters as you dart away from his grasp.

You laugh as you run away from him in the small space. He’s hot on your heels, socked feet slipping over the floor as you try to hide in your bedroom. But you’d never make it, he’s much faster than you.

“No! Stop!” you squeal as he catches you around the waist. Jungkook unceremoniously lifts you off the floor and over his shoulder. “Jungkook!” you whine, holding onto the back of his shirt. “Put me down, I gotta study.”

Jungkook whirls himself around while holding you, shutting the door with his foot and hiking you up higher. “Nope, we’re napping.” He drops you on the bed, and you bounce on the covers while he pulls the covers from under your shocked form.

“Fine,” you huff as he snuggles close under the covers. As if you’d ever be able to deny the warmth of his body. His soft breath against your cheek and limbs tangling with yours. You need this too. “Thirty minutes, set a timer.”

“Shhh, nap,” he whispers, already halfway there.

© GguksGalaxy 2018-2020 [ beta’d by @yoongs-jeontae  ]

[gguksgalaxy]

Too Soon? | KSJ

Seokjin  |  Fluff  |  Kiss Drabbles 500w  |  No warnings | PG

"A kiss that tastes of the food that they are eating."

“Seokjin?” You ask, walking into the kitchen, drawn in by the delicious smell of whatever he’s making.

He’s cleaning up the counter, looking up at the sound of your voice. Eyes roaming your body that’s hidden by what’s undeniably his clothing. His stare makes you blush.

“Jin?” You ask again.

Shaking himself, he finally looks up. “Yeah?”

“What are you making?” You ask while walking closer to him.

Curiosity gets the better of you, especially since he’s too busy staring at your freshly showered form to answer. So you lift the lid off the pot. It looks like curry, a Japanese one with potatoes and carrots and it smells divine. Taking the wooden spoon out to taste you—

“Lick that spoon and I will whoop your ass,” Jin threatens, catching you red handed with the utensil halfway to your mouth. 

You grin sheepishly, knowing that he hates it when you do that. 

He shakes his head at the sight, grabbing a spoon from the drawer and coming up to you. “You’re insufferable,” he jokes, one hand pulling you closer by the waist and the other scooping up a piece of potato from the pot. “Here.”  He holds it out for you. “Careful, it’s hot.”

You take a bite. The potato is soft, the flavour of the spices complementing its taste well. It’s delicious, and you let out an exaggerated moan. Dating a guy who’s getting a culinary degree truly is the best decision you’ve ever made.

Jin laughs at the sight of you making excited little movements with your body upon the taste. He eats the rest of what’s on the spoon himself. Then, he drops the spoon on the counter and pulls you in. 

The kiss is brief, a gentle brush of lips paired with a smile and a hitched breath. He tastes of curry, as do you. Warm, spicy and so good. Yet there’s the undeniable taste of him that you know so well. 

You chuckle, wrapping an arm around his neck. 

He gives you another peck. “Sometimes I think you just love me for my food.”

With your body still pressed to his, smile on your lips, you gaze up into his eyes. “What do you mean? I love you for you, you silly goose.” 

Jin’s face changes, eyes widening as he realises what you’d just said. 

Realisation dawns on you too. “Oh God,” you whisper, anxiety shooting through your veins like wildfire. “Too soon?” Had you really just told your boyfriend of three months that you love him? Had you messed up? “Jin, I—“

“Did you just call me a goose?” 

You gasp, slapping his chest. “Stop it! That’s not funny!” Your voice pitches in a whine as he burst into laughter in your embrace. He doesn’t let you go though, holding you close as he shakes. Eyes turning into crescents, cheeks becoming red. A happy sight. “Jin!” You whine again. 

Then, he leans in to press his forehead against yours, still giggling. “I love you too.”

All rights reserved © GguksGalaxy 2020

[ edited by @dee-ehn​ & @yoongs-jeontae​ ]

[gguksgalaxy]

My Biggest Regret | KTH

Taehyung  |  F2L  |  Fluff  |  Kiss Drabbles

"A hello kiss that is given without thinking — where neither person thinks twice about it." 

Taehyung's arms hold you close, pressing you so tight into his body that you can barely breath. Here, you are content, safe. He will protect you, you know it. 

Sadly, you must leave his embrace soon. As much as you wish time would stop for you to enjoy this moment, the airport won't wait for you. 

"Don't go yet," he whispers softly into your neck as you pull away ever so slightly. 

"I'm going to miss my flight, Tae," you answer, carding your fingers through his soft, black hair. "I will be back, you fool."

He sniffles, and chuckles, a mix of sounds that both hurt and lighten your heart at the same time. "I know. Doesn't make me any less sad though." 

When you'd decided to go abroad for a semester, Taehyung had looked at you like a kicked puppy. He'd sulked about it for weeks until he'd finally realised that you weren't going to not go. Not just for him. 

As much as Taehyung was your best friend, you had to do things for yourself. This was that. Leaving him for so long hurt, it really did. You haven't been apart for more than a week in over 8 years. 

But you were happy to go at the same time, and Taehyung was happy for you. You knew that. 

You break away from him. "I really have to go now." 

He nods, watery eyes and pursed lips. "Promise you'll call." 

A chuckle leaves your lips as you cup his warm cheeks in your hands. "Every day bub, every day." 

A moment passes — one single moment where you stare at each other. Taehyung's eyes flicker to your lips, and your cheeks heat up. His lips part, as if to speak, yet no words come from him. Your chest swells and you swallow the sudden lump in your throat. You even find yourself leaning up slightly as—

"All passengers for flight KL9235 ready for boarding." 

Tae's eyes shift the moment the woman's voice cuts in. You unwind your fingers from his jacket, stepping back onto the floor properly.

"I will be home before you know it," you say squeezing his hand one last time before you go. 

Nothing in you regrets leaving, going abroad was the best decision you've ever made at yourself. Yet, one thing gnaws at your chest constantly. One thing you regret.

Taehyung. 

Calling him every day no longer seemed enough, you were constantly thinking of him. It was almost as if you were going insane. The thought of his eyes flickering to your lips, the anticipation you'd felt. 

Yet, the bubble had burst and you've been grasping for that feeling ever since. 

Six month pass, and before you know it your plane lands back on home ground. Your heart jumps, leaping out of your chest because you know that he's waiting for you.

You run, suitcase in hand, through the double doors and straight into his arms. 

He welcomes you warm, arms around your waist, spinning you around. You're home. His nose pressed into your hair as he laughs loudly. 

Neither of you think, the moment your feet touch the ground again his lips are on yours as if that's how it's supposed to be. 

He kisses you with both cheeks cupped in his hands, firmly, yet so tenderly. Upon contact he sighs, shoulders falling and chest sinking against yours. Nothing around you matters, the people disappear. All you think about is him. 

The scent of his honey shampoo, the cold feeling of his rings on your cheek, his perfume which faintly smells like citrus. His lips, parting every so slightly to slot yours between his. It all fits so perfectly as you tighten your hands into the front of his shirt. You stand there for what seems like forever, kissing slowly, no hurry at all. Taehyung's lips move against yours as if it's all he's ever known and your toes curl at the slightest graze of his teeth. 

Yet, oxygen calls. You break away with closed eyes and a smile so wide it almost hurts. 

"Welcome home," he whispers.

© GguksGalaxy 2018-2020 Requested by: @flowerymoonlight  Tags: @xiubaek13​ @sunshineangelhobi​

[gguksgalaxy]

Just Another Day | PJM

Jimin  |  Fluff  | Kiss Drabbles  500w  |  No warnings

"One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person." "Kisses exchanged while one person sits in the other's lap."

There's something strangely soothing about today. Being home alone and doing things around the house, waiting for your fiancé to get back from work. Currently you find yourself preparing for dinner with soft music playing in the background.

Your mind easily wanders over to him — your fiancé. Even if you see him every day, if he kisses you goodbye every morning, you still think about him whenever he's not around. You both live for the days spent entirely together, but life is busy and those days are scarce.

Because of this, Jimin plans them well ahead and makes sure that whatever time you get together is spent to the fullest.

Today he returns to the smell of his favourite dish, which you're currently hands deep into. "Hey beautiful," he says, leaving his bag by the table on his way over to you. Jimin smiles, he always smiles — his smile is definitely what pulled you in that one night at your favourite cafe. Yet he always tell everyone it was your smile that pulled him in. That's why he came over to your table and asked your name.

The rest is history, as they say.

"Hey handsome," you chuckle, as he kisses your cheek firmly.

Jimin's hand splays comfortably over your lower back and he rests his head on your shoulder. "How was your day?"

"Cal." You bask in his soothing presence. "Can you step aside?"

He huffs, a cute little sound that puffs out against your neck as he lets you go. "I just want to cuddle my wife okay."

The pout in his voice is evident, and a smile breaks out on your face. Jimin knows the way to your heart too well. "First of all, I have meat juices all over my hands and you sir, are wearing a suit that is worth half a month's rent." You give a pointed look as he slumps on the chair, pouting. Turning back, you quickly wash your hands.

His bottom lip remains jutted out as you walk over to him now, tilting his chin up so he looks at you. "Second of all, I am not your wife." His pout is soothed with a kiss, one you place gently on his lips.

"Yet," he quickly mumbles against your mouth, after which he pulls you into his lap. Jimin kisses you firmly, a hand coming up to trail your jawline as he shows you just how much he missed you. It shows in the firmness of his hand on your hip, and the way his deepens the kiss when you firmly grab the lapels of his suit.

You show him in the way you graze your teeth over his bottom lip, and the way you breathe against his lips when you part. Both of you smile, warm feelings erupting in your chest.

Beneath you fingers, his heart beats tenderly. You realise that this is just another day with the man you love. 

You are beyond lucky.

© GguksGalaxy 2018-2020

[gguksgalaxy]

Hello, Hello! It was my blog's anniversary on the 13th of November and because of that I posted a kiss prompt list where you guys could send me in a prompt with a BTS member. Here is the list of the ones I chose. 

Prompts were chosen from THIS list. (Closed!)

If your prompt is not included I apologise, I only picked the ones i liked and I deleted most doubles. I hope that there is still something you like in this list! 

I'll be doing them in numerical order and adding them here as I go!

I will not be replying to the asks, but will tag those who sent off anon!

Thank you for celebrating with me.

- Gwaen

© GguksGalaxy 2018-2020

LIST of DRABBLES:

Note: All of these are fluff unless otherwise specified.

1. After all this Time ›› Member: Yoongi ›› AU: First Date!AU ›› Small kisses littered across the other's face.

2. Foolishness ›› Member: Jungkook ›› AU: F2L; fools edition ›› An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose. 

3. First Snowfall ›› Member: Namjoon ›› AU: — ›› An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.

4. Unspoken Truth ›› Member: Hoseok ›› AU: Roommates (Angst) ›› Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other's hand.

5. My Biggest Regret ›› Member: Taehyung ›› AU: F2L; chaotic edition ›› A hello kiss that is given without thinking — where neither person thinks twice about it. 

6. Before Sunrise ›› Member: Yoongi ›› AU: Lovers ›› Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.

7. Just Another Day ›› Member: Jimin ›› AU: Lovers ›› One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person. ›› Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other's lap.

8. Join Me ›› Member: Jungkook ›› AU: New Lovers ›› Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other's mouth and runs away.

9. High and Mighty ›› Member: Namjoon ›› AU: Lovers ›› Kissing on a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.

10. Too Soon? ›› Member: Namjoon ›› AU: Lovers ›› A kiss that tastes of the food that they are eating.

11. Amidst Chaos ›› Member: Hoseok ›› AU: FwB ›› Deep kisses where they have their hands in each other's hair to pull them closer.

12. Downpour ›› Member: Jungkook ›› AU: Lovers ›› Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.

13. Through the Storm ›› Member: Taehyung ›› AU: Lovers + Gang (Angst) ›› Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain

14. Audacious ›› Member: Yoongi ›› AU: FwB (Smut-ish) ›› Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person's ear.

15. Across the Hall ›› Member: Jungkook ›› AU: — ›› Kisses exchanged while one person it's in the other's lap.

16. Coup de Foudre ›› Member: Yoongi ›› AU: F2L; soft edition ›› One person tracing the other's lips with a fingertip until they can't resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.

17. Pull ›› Member: Taehyung ›› AU: — ›› Staring at each other's lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.

18. My Reason ›› Member: Hoseok ›› AU: E2L ›› An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it. 

19. Long Time no See ›› Member: Hoseok ›› AU: Exes (Angst) ›› Starting with eskimo kisses, before moving onto soft kisses.

20. Encouragements ›› Member: Jimin ›› AU: Lovers ›› Whispering "I love you" before a chaste, delicate kiss.

21. Midnight ›› Member: Jimin ›› AU: Lovers (Angst) ›› Kissing tears from the other's face.

22. Silver Lining ›› Member: Jin ›› AU: Exes  ›› Kisses shared under an umbrella

23. Better Things ›› Member: Jungkook ›› AU: Lovers + Tattoo artist ›› Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

24. Feeble ›› Member: Namjoon ›› AU: Crush (Angst) ›› A kiss pressed to the top of the head.

25. Interlude ›› Member: Yoongi ›› AU: Lovers + Gang (Angst) ›› Tentative kisses given in the dark.

26. By Surprise ›› Member: Namjoon ›› AU: F2L; sudden edition ›› A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.

27. An Unfair Game ›› Member: Jin ›› AU: Lovers ›› One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner's.

28. Louvre ›› Member: Taehyung ›› AU: Lovers + Teachers ›› Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

29. No Promises ›› Member: Jimin ›› AU: Secret Agents (Angst) ›› A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick

30. Beautiful Goodbye ›› Member: Jungkook ›› AU: Arranged Marriage + 18th Century (Angst) ›› A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.

[gguksgalaxy]

Before Sunrise | MYG

Yoongi  |  Fluff  |  Kiss Drabbles

"Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter."

You stir in your sleep, finding yourself entangled in the best way possible. One of your lovers legs slotted between yours, his hand snug under the fabric of your top. 

He still sleeps, every soft breath tickling your neck from where he lays behind you. You wish you could turn over to look at him, but you don't want to disrupt the veil that shrouds this moment. 

Yoongi normally isn't one to stay over at your place. Not because of secrecy, unwillingness, or any other deep reason. No, it's simply because you live a two hour train ride away and he has work most mornings. It's just impractical. 

With the realisation that you fell asleep together comes the realisation that you're both still semi-dressed. Your leggings cling to your skin uncomfortably, and you're certain you can feel the knitted edges of Yoongi's sweater against your waist. 

Still, you'd give a lot to wake up like this more often.

A soft hum falls from his lips as he shifts slightly. He pulls you in, his warm chest to your back as you struggle not to make a little content sound in the back of your throat. 

You have yet to open your eyes properly, but from the way the darkness still shrouds you it's not time to wake up just yet.

Still, Yoongi slowly awakens. It starts with a soft moan, little mouth sounds and an even tighter grip on your waist. He tilts his head up, lips meeting the base of your neck in a barely-there kiss. If it wasn't for the soft brushing of his fingers against your stomach you'd have thought he was still asleep. 

He keeps his lips there, breathing in deeply as you lay in his embrace. It will surely keep you thinking for days, as you wait for both your schedules to clear up enough again for you to meet. 

His lips fog away your thoughts and you sigh as he kisses over your exposed shoulder, lips a little more certain, a little more present. He smiles at your sound, nuzzling your skin contently and continuing his ministrations. 

As he kisses you, he loosens his grip enough for you to turn into him. He kisses everywhere he can reach, with no particular precision — your shoulder, your neck, your collarbone, your chin, your cheek. Each touch different, a feather light brush, a firm press, or just the slightest hint of suction. 

And then, as you finally turn to him fully, you meet his lips. A satisfied sound rumbles in his chest as you slide your fingers into his hair. It's messed up, but still soft as the tresses fall between your digits. 

His hand has not left its spot under the fabric of your now slid up top. He presses you closer like that, as you kiss without seemingly any purpose. Neither of you deepen the kiss, nor urge it on in any way. It's just the moment holding you, guiding you, into this encounter. 

Your breaths mingle, and Yoongi shivers and curses when your cold hand slides under his shirt. His skin is smooth as you caress it, tracing the dip of his spine. 

Neither you nor him acknowledge the morning, or the fact that he has to be at work in a few hours. No, right now nothing else matters than each other. 

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After all this Time | MYG

Yoongi  |  First Date  |  Fluff  |  Kiss Drabbles 

"Small kisses littered across the other's face."

You laugh, a soft and gentle sound that escapes your lips as Yoongi's hand softly envelops yours, pulling you into your favourite cafe. 

"Yoongi? What are we doing?!" you squeal. 

He shushes you, your voice loud in the space. "Something we should've done months ago."

A frown forms on your forehead, but you watch silently as he talks to the owner of the little home-made doughnut store that you go to almost every Friday. The man recognises you, waving with a surprised look on his face. Yet, seeing you seems to give him enough incentive to do whatever it is Yoongi asked. 

Soon, you leave the small place with a bag full of doughnuts and two thermos flasks full of coffee. Yoongi is still as tight lipped on what the hell you're doing as he has been the entire week.

Right now, your boyfriend of merely one month drags you along the streets of the place you live and you can't do anything but follow him. It irks you, that he won't tell you and he knows it. He enjoys it and you find yourself sulking. 

Soon however, you reach the park, the day beautiful enough to be outside with no coat.

It is here that Yoongi finally lets you go, only to pull in by the waist as his lips find yours in a chaste kiss. "We're here. Will you stop whining now?" 

"Depends," you whisper still nose to nose.

He rolls his eyes, typical. "On?"

"Are you willing to give me both Boston Cream Doughnuts?" you tease, hand ghosting down his arm to where he holds tightly onto the backpack stuffed with goods.

His breath fans over your lips as he gasps. "Both?"

You push a finger into his chest. "You owe me. Fess up, what's the point of this?" 

There were a lot of things that had run through your mind. That he was taking you to lunch, that you were going on some sort of trip, that he was merely taking you to spend a day in his studio. 

What you had not thought of was him pulling a large blanket out of his backpack and shrugging. "I thought it was time to finally have our first date."

You stand there, in the middle of the park, staring at him with a confused look. First date? You've been dating officially for a month, what does that even mean? "Huh?"

Yoongi chuckles, a sound that pulls at your heart way more than it should. You've known him for such a short time, but the man has enamoured you so easily. Something about his easy going yet driven personality made you feel like you already needed him. 

"Remember when we met 3 months ago? When I asked you out but you ended up having to reschedule because of troubles at home?" He pauses, spreading the blanket out on the grass, sits down, and looks up at you expectantly. "I was going to take you on a date in the park, because I remembered you said you liked the outdoors."

You merely stare, lips parting as he speaks.

"We kept having to reschedule, and now that you've officially been my girlfriend for a month I feel it's time I take you out on a proper date. So please sit?" he begs, pulling the bag of doughnuts out. "I'll even give you the Boston Cream."

Not only do you end up sitting down. No, you easily end up between his legs, arms around his neck and face buried in his shoulder. "Yoongi..." you mumble, a feeling so full in your chest that you don't know what to say. 

He hugs you back, breathing you in with his nose pressed to your hair. He kisses your ear, your temple, your cheek — his lips so soft you barely feel him. "I swear to God," he murmurs as his lips gently descend on your skin with every kiss. "If you cry because I took you," he grabs your face in both his hands, "to eat doughnuts," another kiss to your cheek, "in the park." He kisses the tip of your nose last. "I will eat both Boston Creams and make you watch." 

You whine again, a sound like a little child but you truly are just...a little overwhelmed with him. With him and how he makes you feel. "Fine."

Yoongi kisses you again, a firm press to your lips that sends little tingles down your spine. In such a short time, he has made you to feel so special, so loved. It's so simple yet, it's more than you've ever wished for. He is.

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First Snowfall | KNJ

Namjoon  |  Fluff  |  Kiss Drabbles

"An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back in for another, on purpose."

You stare blankly outside, pen twisting between your fingers as you sigh. It's cold, too cold, and your double layers don't do much to keep you warm even with the heater on. 

When you moved cities across the country for uni you knew it was going to be colder here. But not by this much. Yet...you've still not seen a single ounce of snow even though it's been freezing for a strong week.

"Are you still with me?" Namjoon's voice pulls you out of your thoughts. 

"Sorry," you mumbles, turning back to face him. He sits across from you in the library, in your favourite spot by the window. "It's cold here." 

He seems fine though, in his long sleeved shirt. "Do you wanna go back to the dorms?" Namjoon's eyes briefly flicker to where his woollen vest lays on the seat beside him. 

It's almost the end of the first semester, Christmas nearing, and with it the first exams. Namjoon's helping you crunch on Brain Bio, also known as the current bane of your existence. He on the other hand, needed little help with anything. Too smart for his own good. 

The two of you had been in two group projects together so far, sharing a knack for psychology and will to help others. Yet, when you got to know the smart, yet clumsy, young man you now know as Joon, you didn't know you'd find yourself crushing on him.

Maybe today was your chance to give him a hint. "Can I borrow your vest?" 

He looks stunned for a second, pen halting above his paper. "My vest?"

"Yeah, I'm freezing and I don't want to sit inside with my coat on like a fool." Your eyes move between him and the dark brown fabric. "Please?" 

"Oh, yeah, sure." He doesn't stammer as he hands you the article of clothing, but you swear he stares for a beat too long as you slide it over you shoulders. 

It's warm, and the sharp scent of his cologne immediately surrounds you. "Thank you," you smile.  Jeez, you sound like a fool. 

Then, he blushes ever so slightly. "You're welcome. Now, let's go over the action potential of neurons again. 

You sigh, closing your eyes in thought. You got this. "It's...resting potential up to threshold, then depolarisation up followed by repolarisation down, refraction period and the .... hypopolarisation?" you hesitate, and he smiles. 

"Almost, hyperpolarisation. The membrane potential goes under the resting potential slightly and comes back up to start over the process." 

"I knew that," you mumble under your breath. 

Namjoon chuckles, "I'm sure you'll get it by the time the exam comes around. I have faith in you." He then looks away from you, eyes widening for a second. "Hey, look, it's snowing." 

You turn around in a heartbeat. And true to his words, little whites flutter down the sky across campus. "Oh my G— Can we go outside?" you look at him, grabbing the sleeve of his shirt. "Please! I know I said we couldn't take a break until I got everything but — Please?!" 

He cocks an eyebrow at you. "What's with you? Have you never seen snow?"

You get up, standing beside his chair as you shrug on your coat. "Come on," you say as you lean down by his face. "Or you will never see your vest again." 

A gasp leaves his lips and he turns sharply towards you, accidentally coming mouth to mouth with you. You're a shocked as him — even if this is probably the most cliché thing that's ever happened to you. 

Namjoon opens his mouth to say something, but you smile with a wink. 

"Outside, or the vest is mine."

Haphazardly Namjoon follows you as you leave your things in the library and dart outside to meet the snowfall in stride. It's cold, and wet, but you stand amazed as it falls down onto your gloves hands and clings there for a bit.

Already, a small layer is covering the streets and it's beautiful. A smile spreads over your face and you must look like a fool. 

When Namjoon finally manages to catch up to you outside you turn fast on your heels at the sound of his voice calling your name and — The heels of your unprepared boots slides over the wet patch of grass and you loose your balance. 

"Whoa!" Namjoon grabs for you, hand circling around your wrist as he pulls you back level. A little too hard. 

You fall forward into his chest — oh how cliché the display must be. "Damnit."

"You gotta buy some proper boots for this weather. I told you." He laughs as he pulls you up properly. However, his hands remain on your arms as he looks at you with a smile. "And maybe," he speaks softly as he leans in, "you can keep the vest." 

Your eyes fall closed as his lips find yours, his hands coming down to hold you by the waist. As your arms wind around his neck, the wind slips over your slightly exposed back and you shiver against him.

Namjoon's mouth is warm over yours as he kisses you softly, taking his time to let you catch up. Not that you need it, your fingers wind into his hair within seconds, turning to deepen this kiss faster than he'd anticipated. His tongue meets yours and he lets out a soft moan that makes you smile against him. He smells of his cologne, and tastes faintly of the cinnamon bread you'd eaten as a snack. But what stays with you the most, is the way his lips twitch against yours as you two stumble a little.

As you stand there, breaking apart and breathing each other in amongst the drifts of your first snowfall you realise; This is the most cliché thing that has ever happened to you. 

And it makes you more giddy than you'd like to admit.

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Unspoken Truth | JHS

Hoseok  |  Roommates  |  Fluff / Angst  | Kiss Drabbles

"Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other's hand."

You awaken in the middle of the night, throat parched and feet cold. So you drag yourself out, half asleep still as your bare feet patter on the floor of your shared apartment. 

Hoseok must be asleep by now, right? The elder had still been working on a lab report when you'd gone to bed a little before midnight. 

You pass his room, peering through the slightly ajar door only to find his bed still empty. God, what time was it even?

The microwave clock showed 4am as you reached the kitchen, the lights still on. Yet, Hoseok's laptop was turned off, and so was he. Snoozed out on the tabletop with one hand still lingering on the keyboard. 

You smile as you move to get a glass of water. As much as you know he is hurting his back like this, you can't help but smile seeing asleep. His expression is soft, lips slightly parted as his head rests on his arm. A half empty coffee mug resides by his other hand. One that you silently remove before he knocks it onto the floor in his sleep. 

His quilt lies discarded on the floor, and you grab it so you can drape it over his shoulders as he remains dozed off.

"Hoseok?" you whisper, shaking his shoulder lightly as you sit down on the chair beside him. 

He stirs, but nothing more.

"Hobs, wake up." You brush his hair out of his face, noticing that the bags under his eyes have only become more prominent. He's been stressed for weeks over his thesis. So stressed that it was starting to worry you. You'd already asked some of his friends about it, but nobody really seemed to know what to do about it. 

Silently you card your fingers through his hair, calling his name once more to see if he will respond to you. Your heart flutters a little when he grumbles softly, hand coming up to reach for yours. 

"You fell asleep by the table," you whisper as he cracks open one eye. "Be mindful of your neck." 

He sighs deeply, back rising and falling slowly. When his fingers find yours you shiver at how cold they are, slender digits trailing your skin until he gets a proper hold of you. He doesn't speak, but he lifts your hand to his lips, kissing the back of your hand. 

It's a gesture that warms your heart more than it should. Yet, you are not unfamiliar with it. Ever since a few months you and Hoseok have entered a weird stage in your friendship. One where everyone including both of you knew you had feelings for each other, yet neither of you did anything about it. 

You both had your reasons not to. The two of you being roommates was one, being in the same friend circle another. Though, if it hadn't been for the fact that Hoseok had been in a long, serious relationship with your mutual friend that ended really badly, the first two might never have mattered. 

Like this, you remain in a stage where both of you know you can't do this — yet both of you want it so badly. Even the privacy of your shared apartment hasn't toppled either of you over the line. You've stood by it many times however.

Hoseok's lips brush your knuckles again, finally straightening up. "Why are you awake?" His voice is groggy and you hate it.

"I was thirsty," you state matter-of-factly.

He nods, finally releasing your hand and rolling his neck and shoulders. "You should go back to sleep." 

Like this, with his hair a mess and his eyes half-lidded you can barely resist touching him — kissing him. 

"I will, but you should too." 

Again, he nods, hauling himself up with a deep, grumbling sound. It is then that his eyes fall on your bare legs, staring for a second, and then quickly looking away. 

He walks out into the hall in front of you, stopping at his still ajar bedroom door. The pause in his step is heavy. The moment is pregnant with tension, question, feelings. He takes a deep breath, looking slightly over his shoulder. 

"I know I shouldn't ask this, but would you mind if I stay with you tonight?" 

You take him in, as he stands on slightly wobbly legs dressed in just shorts and a sweater. He looks so vulnerably in the dimly lit space — he sounds vulnerable too.

"I've been having—"

"Nightmares," you finish. "I know." You've heard him gasp awake in the middle of the night, noticed his lack of sleep, seen his bloodshot eyes in the morning. The way he'd walk around the hall mindlessly pacing until he got tired enough to go back would wake you up every time. "Get changed, I'll leave the door open."

You know that he sleeps better with someone there. The only time you've seen him rested over the past month was the morning after he'd knocked out in your bed while you were quizzing him on his bio-chem material. 

Maybe it wasn't someone. Maybe it was you. 

Not that it matters.

Hoseok finds you within minutes, slipping under the sheets beside you. The heat from his body is welcome, even if it brings on feelings that tear your heart bit by bit. He must feel it too. 

"Thank you," he whispers in the dark. 

You keep your eyes closed, not willing to look at him so close. Though you still sling an arm over his side, breath fanning out over each others faces. "Don't mention it, just get some rest."

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Amidst Chaos | JHS

Hoseok  |  FwB  |  Smut-ish  |  Kiss Drabbles 500w  |  Warning: making out | PG-13

"Deep kisses where they have their hands in each other's hair to pull them closer."

The music at the party thumps louder than your heart, drowning out any sound other than the incessant base. Like the sound of your friend’s voice telling you she’s going to get something to drink. Or the grunt the person behind you lets out when you bump into them at full force. 

Turning, you’re stopped — hands firmly cupping your hips as the person steps closer. Chest brushing your back, you recognise this feeling. The warmth that spreads through your body as he touches you. His breath fans over your skin as he noses the crook of your neck. 

He doesn’t speak. Or maybe he does. It doesn’t matter. You reach behind you, craning your neck as your fingers tangle into his soft, black hair. Rather than hearing it, you feel his breathy snicker, as it puffs out over your neck. 

Then, the touch of his lips. Tantalising — warm and wet — gliding over your exposed skin. A flash of tongue, brief pressure of his teeth. It causes your breath to halt in your throat. Is he going to do this right here? Where everyone can see?

Hoseok traces his lips up to sit flush against your ear. “Want to get out of here?” 

You scoff, twisting in his grasp to press your chest against his. “No,” you say while capturing his mouth with yours. Kissing is easier than talking. Letting your body speak volumes as your fingers dig into the back of his neck while you teeth at his bottom lip. 

Hoseok moans, a rumbling sound in his chest as he reciprocates your kiss with fervent movements. His hands trace up under your shirt, hands hot on your already heated skin. Mouths parting, tongue slipping past your lips.

Not a care in the world for the bodies that move around you. Or the fact that eyes fall on the sight that is you kissing him with a hand tangled in his hair, and him with both hands palming under your already short top. 

He breaks away for air, fingers sliding through your locks to pull your head back. “Why not?” He asks, kissing down your throat. 

A breathy moan before you speak. “Because,” you force him to look at you. “I’m still mad at you for sleeping with Manon.” 

For a brief moment you think he might not have heard you properly as he takes the lobe of your ear between his lips to toy with it. You shiver in his hold, letting him have at you despite your petty anger. 

“What happened to ‘we’re not exclusive’?” 

You roll your eyes, hand slipping down his back to give his ass a squeeze. “What happened to ‘I hate Manon’?” 

Then, he laughs, kissing your cheek. “Still hate her,” he hums, finger tracing the line of your jaw ever so slowly. Tilting you to look at him, his eyes are questioning..

“We’re still not exclusive,” you confirm before you let him kiss you again. Yet, you don’t know who you’re trying to convince.

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I want the k~

8: Eyelid Kiss

"Roxas, this is Yuj. He's a friend of mine from class."

Turning his head at the sound of his brothers voice, the blond nodded, a sort of silent acknowledgement of the others presence before returning back to the game at hand. 

"Roxas, you remember Yuj, right?"

It had only been a couple of days, not even a week since the males' last visit, of course he had remembered he was. Another nod and he was back to his game, this time different from the first, blue eyes lidded as he focused. 

Months passed in the same manor, if he was home when Ven brought over Yuj , he would only silently nod in the direction of the man, then continue with whatever game was currently in his system. Today was handheld, and for some odd reason Ven had to leave, assuring Yuj that he would be back in no time at all. 

"You play games quite often."

Turning his head, blue eyes looking into the ones near him, a smile on the opposites face. " It relaxes me." Roxas answered, shrugging before looking back. "Can I try?" Caught off guard, the blonde hesitated, looking back over the male as if thinking it over before shrugging. The other was an adult, he couldn't harm it right? 

"Sure, just don't save."

Months passed, and oddly their friendship grew, the two growing closer into having their own kind of friendship. Yuj was over more now, being invited over by either of the twins, Roxas and the male keeping a steady contact between each other, almost always able to find something to talk about. Shockingly, it wasn't hard. 

His phone beeped, the blond giving a low groan, opting to ignore it until the second and finally third sound. Alright, it was a call. But who, and why this late? Rolling over, he reached forward and grabbed the device, lifting it up and unable to hide the shock that came into his features a the name. Yuj. Why would he be calling this late? 

Unable to help it, he answered the device, placing it to his ear. "Hello? Yuj?" He was met with a sob, a gentle choke on the opposite end, and a shaking voice asking to head over. Quickly agreeing, the male moved from his bed to ready the apartment, grabbing additional pillows for his bed and refusing to wake up Ven. It would only make matter worse, and Roxas was sure if he was being called, then Yuj hadn't wanted Ven to know. 

When the knock came, the door was quickly opened, blue eyes widening at the tear stricken face of the taller before he reached out and pulled him inside. The door was shut, and in an instant, Roxas' arms were tight around his friend, pulling him closer and his head down, lips being pressed gently to closed eyelids. 

"It's gunna be alright, okay?"

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I want the K

5: Firm Kiss

It hadn’t been long since Roxas happened across Zexion, yet after their initial meeting, the two seemed to get along rather quickly. So here they were, sitting in the olders apartment, both having decided that the living room had much more floor space when the table was pushed into the kitchen. 

So on the floor the two sat, cross legged and laughing, joking between the two, alcohol scatted around their bodies. It took a bit of convincing to keep the bluenet inside during a weekend, but after a couple of promises, Roxas had succeeded. And so far, he had not complaints. Zexion prooved a decent conversation partner, and hey, he was having fun!

"HAH! You're not too bad, you know?"

About to place the bottle to his lips, he was stopped, the other pulling it down, blue eyes blinking in mild confusion. About to voice it, he stopped, eyes widening as he felt those lips against his own. 

The kiss was firm against his lips, a hand going to the back of his head, pulling him more into it. It took a moment before Roxas was released, wide eyes and gaping, earning a laugh from the bluenet whose house he was in. 

"You look like a fish!"

Face red, he shoved at the older, pushing him down flat to the ground. "Shit, give me some warning next time!"

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Growing used to this situation, Roxas only gave a low grunt of approval at being shoved, his body being pinned to the wall behind him, Seifer having managed to sneak into the back storage of the store. Hands on his hips, Roxas was being pulled closer, those lips pressing harder against his own. Oh, Seifer was being impatient. But work was work, and right now he was working. 

Reaching a hand up to that broad chest, he went to push the taller away only to gasp, one of Seifers' hands grabbing and seizing his rear. Through his pants he could feel the budding hardness that was being pressed against his front, alerting him of hoe far his partner was wanting to take this. And maybe he coul--

"Bend over."

The words brought Roxas from his haze, blue eyes blinking before they narrowed, head lowering as he managed to shove himself from the tallers' grasp. "No." His wording was quick, harsh and final, and Seifer knew how much he hated the position he had been wanting, and like hell if it was going to happen. 

So with a frown, he left, forgetting what he needed to heading to the front, back to work. 

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'I want the K'

4: Forehead Kiss

Warmth was the first thing that managed to register in the groggy mind of the blond, enough to draw the male close to it. A hard chest was against Roxas’ face, raising and falling with each passing breath, a steady heartbeat sounding against his ear.

He had forgotten how many times he woke like this, against the same man, his own arms around the hard body of the taller. Though with no arms around himself, the only thing that had kept him in his position was…well, his own want to be where he was. He didn’t fear waking up Seifer, he knew if he did the other would simple roll over and ignore his presence altogether, something that bothered the shorter blond each and every time. 

And it continued. Three, sometimes four days out of the week, Roxas would find himself with Seifer, under him, on him, whichever it happened to be for the evening, and every time he found himself enjoying it. And Sefier would always leave the next morning, staying until the afternoon if breakfast was made, but he would always return that night, even if sex wasn’t planned. 

Slowly, Roxas begun to feel more. He hadn’t realized it at the time, choosing to instead focus on what currently was happening. The nights together, the days apart, working. It all seemed to blend nicely, turning into a routine for the blond, his feelings being disregarded as if they were never there. And really, it would have been better if they weren’t. 

No, it wasn’t until Seifer vanished, leaving the blond with no word, not warning of where he was going or what he was doing, and after three weeks, Roxas was irate. Deciding to find the bed partner he was beginning to miss, the blond used his board, not wanting to ask his brother for the car. Hours passed, several, for him to cover the entire measure of Twilight City, but he had done it. Twice, and was on his third go round before he spotted the man. 

His first instinct was rage. Complete anger fulled his actions, the twenty year old getting off his board, leaving it where it was on the sidewalk, and stomping his way across the street to the alley where the man was currently scrunched down. Getting close, he begun to slow down, head turning slightly. Was…Was Seifer…No. He couldn’t be, but….Holy shit, he was crying. 

The shock of the situation earned the blond to remain still, stopping just in front of the man he had always thought strong. And he realized, accepted and came to terms with just how much he cared. How much he wanted to help. How much he loved the other. With arms out, he dropped to Seifers’ level, bringing the still shivering man into his embrace, having to rest most of his weight on his knees. 

He had managed to bring Seifer back that evening, share with him his bed, and held the dirty blond who refused to talk about what had kept him away, and what had him crying on his own. Instead he spent the next several days doing his best to please the other, finding it in the slightest bit odd when Seifer stayed the entirety of the day instead of leaving, and after a week Roxas couldn’t help the smile he had when he came home from work to hear Seifer joking around with Ven, pissing him off in the best way. 

And now here he was, months after the even and not even the slightest bit out of the love with the man he currently laying on. Placing a hand on Seifers’ chest, he pushed himself upward, turning his head to look down upon the sleeping man, face content as he dreamed. He hadn’t said anything, couldn’t. He knew if he did, everything would be ruined. So instead he stayed silent, choosing to instead enjoy the feeling of being with the other. 

With a slight shift, he leaned down, pressing his lips to the forehead of the man, the softest smile blooming over his own lips. It hurt at times, but it was still better then not having Seifer in his life.