They've both grown too familiar with one another. Too bold. In the beginning they move tentatively - barely brushing fingers against each others creases, barely grazing one another's edges.
But it doesn't take all that long until they're used to each other.
But that doesn't do away with the shock regardless.
They're lounging one day - quiet and laying in a comfort of 'the usual', when Roxas suddenly makes a move.
He leans in close - suddenly cuts Weiss off mid sentence (under normal circumstances, she'd kill him for the interruption), but he rears them away from normal and onto something else. There's Roxas - his arms sliding around her waist (clinging lightly, barely holding the two of them together), and his mouth suddenly melding against hers.
Her eyes are a little wide and her face is a little red.
But she leans forward into the moment, tugging his lips with her own, trying (failing) to ignore all the warmth that pricks her blood and threatens to melt her right there, right then.
* Tumblr is messing my ask box up we've resorted to drastic measures here.
