burdened heart.

Wh--

to: kamui from: zelos

to: zelos from: kamui!

[ ✉ ] um [ ✉ ] ...

As usual, Kamui’s hand was nice and warm in his. He swore, he could hold the other male’s hand forever if he was allowed to. He allowed himself to be pulled towards the center of the dance floor, raising a slight brow at the notion. He hadn’t expected the noble to be so bold like this! He did like this side of him, he decided.

As they took a step closer to each other, Zero made a bold move of his own; his hand went to Kamui’s waist, placing itself there for a proper dance stance. The song had switched to something a little slower, which was perfect for the kind of dancing they knew. His hand gripped his gently and he looked towards him with a smile.

     “Don’t worry, I can lead ~. Maybe we should dance more      often, so you won’t have to worry about your ability. I can      teach you a thing or two.”

Besides, Zero’s offer was sort of tempting. 

Dancing did seem considerably fun, especially when you were good at it. He could remember few instances of watching siblings and adults alike dance, but being so faint.. it’s not necessarily Kamui’s fault he never pursued further teaching for it. It seems like he had a good enough teacher right now, too. It was kind of exciting.

His free hand lifts in kind, too, fingers settling gently on the other male’s shoulder. Kamui tilts his head a little, lips pursing lightly in concentration. “The basics are simple, from what I remember,” which isn’t much, but it was better than nothing. “I’m not supposed to look at my feet, right?” It’s quiet, considering how close they were as they moved, and Kamui is clearly trying his best to keep his eyes focused upwards.

He was sure that Kamui secretly liked his interesting phrases and wording ( at least, when it was in good fun ). It probably wasn’t considered naughty or anything like that, but it was Zero. He was always a little strange. Maybe that was a charming aspect of him. Probably, probably not.

The dance floor was less crowded enough so that they would be able to dance without anyone bumping into them luckily, but crowded enough so they would be able to blend in well with the others. He was hardly focused on others, as Kamui’s reaction to his question made him smile. He was too cute at times. It was hard to believe that someone like him could have grown to like Zero, but he was trying not to complain about it too much.

He watched as the prince trotted away to pull off those shoes, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he realized what he was doing. He probably won’t ever understand why him and his twin hated shoes, but maybe it was a dragon thing. Well, he could learn all about it with him, maybe.

     “Comfortable now, Kamui? I’ll try not to step on those toes I      love keeping you on ~.”

He teased him a little before offering his hand to him, a slight bow in his stance, and a genuine smile on his face.

“Yes actually,” he answers the first question with a wrinkled nose, “I wouldn’t worry about stepping on my toes. I’m pretty quick on my feet!” The noble is sure Zero’s already aware of that without him having to say it, and he doesn’t assume it’ll be intentional if it does happen; not like his feet are that sensitive anyway, thankfully.

The prince does take the offered hand, lips twitching and curling at the bow that accompanied it as if to accentuate the entirety, a quiet laugh escaping. “Of course,” he hums, taking the opportunity to pull Zero along again, coming to a halt in the midst of all of the people-- essentially in the very center of the dance floor. 

Little exclamations of ‘excuse me!’ and ‘pardon me!’ aside, it wasn’t as hard as Kamui assumed it would be.

     “And you say I’m a tease… Maybe I’m already rubbing off on      you. How naughty ~.”

The teasing was met with a soft laugh, gently bumping his nose against his. He couldn’t help but press his lips against his forehead now, wanting nothing more than to shower the noble with love and affection. Ah, but he has to remember the time and place; he was sure they were getting a few looks just being out here and holding each other like this.

The gust of wind did make the outlaw shiver a little as well and at Kamui’s suggestion, he nodded his head and forced himself to pull away from him. But, he does hold his hand in his as he led Kamui back inside. He welcomed the warm air from inside of the mansion after that small gust of cold air hitting them. The dance floor is a lot less crowded, as Kamui guessed.

     “Looks like you were right.”

He chuckled a little before looking towards the prince, gripping his hand in his a little more tightly.

But he’s content to let Zero lead the way back inside, peering around the taller of the two of them to watch people come and go. It was still considerably crowded, yes, but the amount of people was definitely thinning out. How long had they been outside? It hadn’t felt very long, but he always wasn’t the best judge of time, either.. apparently, that is. Kamui’s head tilts off to the side before Zero’s voice pulls his attention, eyes lifting as the grasp on his hand tightens and he perks up a little at the sound of the offer.

He looks to the dance floor, peeking over the outlaw’s shoulder in consideration. “Yes! .. Actually,” the prince answers, “I have to take care of one thing first.” It’s curt and he pulls his hand from Zero’s grasp gently to turn and take the few steps towards one of the tables to sit down and--

Take his shoes off.

He chuckled more at the prince’s answer, mainly because he would probably kiss him at the most embarrassing times. But he’d hold back on embarrassing him too much for him. For now, he was focusing on the present.

The outlaw leaned in once he was granted permission and pressed his lips against his, softly and sweetly like the first time they kissed. It felt like that first time too, but he’s sure that he could never tire of kissing the prince. It just felt so right and natural to him. Zero’s lips lingered on his, so Kamui could get a chance to kiss him back, before he pulled away to rest his forehead against his.

They were close, so close, but it didn’t feel uncomfortable. Not in the slightest.

But the words are embarrassing, flattering of course, and Kamui’s smile grows just the smallest bit wider. It was nice-- to be able to feel like this, to be able to express it. It’s relieving, like a weights been lifted from his heart and shoulders both and the noble feels so light and warm it’s almost unbelievable.

The kiss to his palm surprised him, but he accepted it as the blush on his cheeks grew more. Kamui’s lips felt so nice, even on his gloved hands. He did his best to resist just kissing him right there. At his words, the outlaw nodded in agreement, exhaling another breath.

     “Yeah. Together. I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

The way the prince peered at him only made more butterflies flutter in his stomach. Being looked at so warmly, so fondly… It amazed him that someone other than Leon and Odin could look at him with such happiness. But he was glad. He was so glad.

     “… Can I kiss you, Kamui?”

He liked this. He more than liked this. 

Kamui’s head turns again, though, warm cheek pressing back into Zero’s palm before he blinks once at the sound of the question. For some reason, it was surprising. It definitely shouldn’t have been, and the noble has a feeling it shouldn’t exactly embarrass him at this point either but it does and he can feel the heat flooding back almost immediately.