The abruptness of Takumiâs voiced intentions startle Leon. He surprised, because his behavior is something he still isnât quite used to (he doesn't think he could ever accustom to the chaste nature of Takumiâs desires). He jolts, and crimson flicker in a downward sweep -- fleeting from the impact. His cheeks flush with laughable ease, and Leon silently curses to himself. He doesnât respond immediately, and the unshakable shame wells in the pit of his stomach, threatening to have him grimace -- revolt.
Takumi stays, despite that. Heâs always lingered, like a ghost -- breathing stigma into his lungs. But with time, that stigma transforms into something else entirely. It blooms, and itâs incarnate is a warmth Leonâs never known in this melancholic life.Â
   â...I could do without the insult -- Takumi.â
By now, Leonâs learned to mirror intimacy. Fingers find the cloth of Takumiâs garment, and trickle through the wrinkles gingerly, careful to not tear (he canât allow Takumi see into the fear that's never stopped existing). Leon learns through Takumiâs eyes, watching for the usual light that shimmers when Takumi watches him. When he sees it, Leon knows heâs doing something right. He always looks away right after, and the discomfort melts away to make room for the solace in Takumiâs silent reassurance.
His fingers grip, and the palms of his hand presses into Takumiâs side -- sinking into the dip of the Hoshidanâs waist. Leonâs convinced himself before that he only mimics affection. Now, heâs not so sure (it shouldnât feel so real). Leon sighs. âCome over here,â he hums. Feet shift in his stance, and his free hand comes to nestle the back of Takumiâs head -- ashen locks of hair spilling between the spaces of his fingers. Leon looks anywhere but at the other prince, and heâs too aware of his chest threatening to burst. However, the ghost who haunts his heart plucks the strings so easily (how does Takumi do it? Leon decides that heâd probably never know).
In a single breath, his lips are stolen without a sound. Â Â Â Leon has always preferred silence.
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