Haha, okay, so I got some of these (and other lovely, also some amusing) tags:
yoonminshooked replied to your photo âhigh voltage in our lipsâ
Can you explain this to me?? What is happening
#what position are they in.
âHOW DO THEY GET INTO THAT POSITIONâ
uhm let me tryâŠto explain it a bit?
When I started out it was supposed to be way more lighthearted!
The mood just changed drastically while drawing hahahahaaah _(âăΔ:)_
I screamed at my friend @ambivia about this a lot hehe, but in short, what I wanted to draw is this:
They are just hanging out together after school, the sun about to set, enjoying each otherâs company in comfortable silence.
Hajimeâs lying on Tooruâs bed, his head hanging off of the mattress, watching Tooru, whoâs tapping away on his phone, distracted.
He looks up when he feels Hajimeâs gaze on him, slightly confused at the position he is in, but then Hajimeâs lips curl into this tiny, crooked smile â and the view is so inviting, so alluring, what else is Tooru supposed to do but crawl over??
Why are they naked? Where are their shirts?
Maybe itâs summer and maybe itâs hot.
Maybe itâs part of Hajimeâs teasing, lying around shirtless (itâs working), and Tooru discarded his own shirt (together with his phone) while making his way over.
And then itâs Tooruâs turn to tease.
He stops with his arm framing Hajimeâs face, his hand firmly placed on the ground.
He moves the other up to run his fingers through the messy spikes of Hajimeâs hair, then further to feather across Hajimeâs temple, cradling his cheek.
Their hooded eyes follow the movement of Tooruâs hand.
Their mouths hover above each other, breathing against each other.
Hajime brings up his hand, gently curling his fingers around Tooruâs chin.
And their lips are close, so close.
And Hajime can feel the tips of Tooruâs soft hair brushing against his throat.
And maybe Hajime tries to close the gap between them.
But then Tooru moves on, his mouth almost catching Hajimeâs bottom lip. Hajime lets out a shuddering breath and closes his eyes.
Tooruâs lips feather along his jaw, heâs mouthing at his throat, all the way to his shoulder.
Hajimeâs free hand is clutching the blanket, he tilts his head back even more, exposing his neck for Tooru to kiss his way back up, feeling Hajimeâs pulse beat against his lips, kissing and nipping at the heated skin.
Until Tooruâs lips finally, finally find Hajimeâs.