Inside the machine

Satoru furrowed his eyebrows confused for a moment, you've never really asked but when you two first started dating, he loved the feel of your lips against his. It made him feel whole.

"You can always kiss me, don't ever ask." He replied pulling back to press his lips against yours smearing the bit of icing he had on his lips making you shriek with laughter. 

"Remind me not to buy you a danish from the bakery again, you make such a mess." You teased lightly dusting the crumbs from his lips and cheek as he shook his head and grabbed your wrists softly kissing you again. 

➼ Kento Nanami

Kento knows what he wants and doesn't, and what he wants is to ask if he can kiss you, but he wanted to wait for the perfect moment, this is the fourth date he's taken you on and tonight it was your choice to pick. 

Now, he sat next to you as you both stared at the blank canvas that sat in front of everyone in the class. "What are you going to paint?" You asked tapping the end of the paintbrush against your lips and glancing at him. 

It took everything not to stare at his forearms, his button-up shirt was covered with an apron and the sleeves were rolled up all the way to his elbows. He hummed trying to envision the painting on the canvas. 

"I think I'm going to do a forest." He replied turning to you asking the same question, the answer already on the top of your head. 

You smiled and looked away, too embarrassed to admit the fact that when he called you last week you'd already planned the date. 

"I'm going to do a sunset on the beach." 

Kento smiled warmly as the teacher began her speech before letting everyone go to their paintings. 

An hour later you finally finished staring at the streaks of orange, yellow, red, blue, and tan. "It looks good, the sun is setting in such a way it feels like I'm actually there," Kento commented as he looked at your painting. 

It was your turn to look at his. "Wow," You murmured with a grin as you leaned over, laying your head on his shoulder looking at the strokes from his brush, he used an excellent palette of greens and darker colors to create a beautiful painting. 

Kento felt warmth trickle into his chest feeling you this close to him, tonight was the night. 

After class and exchanging canvases, he walked you to your front door holding his painting for you. Once you unlocked it you turned to look at him with a smile. 

"Can I kiss you?" He asked not wanting to waste any more time. 

His question took you off guard for a brief moment as you nodded wondering why it took him this long to ask, all too quickly you leaned in meeting Kento's lips in a sweet kiss that made electricity down to your toes. 

➼ Toji Fushiguro

Heat puffed from your exhaust along with the white cloud of smoke as you pulled into the parking lot indicating you need to get your car looked, thankfully you knew your friend's dad looked at cars. 

Megumi was nice enough to swing by your apartment after class to take you to his dad's house where he towed your car, after telling him you'd be fine and it shouldn't take very long you found yourself wishing he did stay once he left. 

Toji was silent as he worked on your car, offering only the beat-up lawn chair for you to sit on directly under the sun, now part of you was thankful Megumi didn't stay when Toji shed his shirt. 

You watched the muscles ripple under taut skin as you caught yourself staring at him before looking down at the book you brought with you. 

"You need new brake pads too, do you need your car immediately?"  He asked behind his shoulder still hands deep under the hood.

You shook your head knowing one of your friends will be your chauffeur for a few days. Toji nodded and wiped the sweat off his forehead giving you another guilty glance at his bare chest. 

Even though you sat directly under the sun, you weren't sure what was hotter, that or Toji. Shaking your head you went back to your book suddenly aware you brought a romance novel. 

A few hours passed before Toji called it a day. "I'll call Gumi to come and get me." You told him with a small smile as you stood up. 

"I'll take you home, you don't live far from me," Toji replied grabbing his shirt and pulling it on, you should feel guilty eyeing Megumi's dad like this, you've known him a few years but it still didn't stop the thoughts you had. 

Once he pulled up to your apartment complex you looked at him from the passenger seat. "Can I kiss you?" You blurted before quickly slapping your hand over your mouth mentally for being such a fool.

Toji chuckled and grinned stretching the scar on his lips as he leaned in closer to you feeling your lips meld against his.