7 with Kinoshita and terushima?
Terushimaâs lips tasted like cherry lip balm - kind of sweet, kind of artificial, and kind of perfect. But before Hisashi could get more than a taste, Terushima was pulling back. There was terror in his eyes, real and impressive, like Hisashi was going to hit him, or worse. He backed away and slapped a hand over his mouth.
âTerushima?â Hisashi asked, stepping forward. Terushima shook his head.
âIâm sorry!â he blurted, and it was like a dam had burst. âIâm so sorry, I didnât mean to- I should have asked you first! God! I had this whole plan, I was going to ask you out, take you to dinner, maybe a movie. I donât even know what kind of movie you like! But I get the feeling you like monster movies, so there was this one- but if you didnât there was also a rom com- but what if you didnât like movies at all? What if you didnât like me at all? So I got scared, and I didnât ask you, but you were so pretty today, and I just couldnât help myself! Which is no excuse! You deserve someone who will ask permission, not someone who just jumps you when they-â
âTerushima-â
âAnd I know Iâve got a reputation, but I promise, none of itâs real, I havenât even gone out with anyone before, and youâre so perfect, youâve probably been out with loads of people- or maybe none, thatâs fine too! I just think youâre so perfect, because you are! And Iâm just me-â
âTeru-â
âAnd god knows someone like you wouldnât want to go out with someone like me, but-â
That was the last straw. Hisashi rolled his eyes and stormed over to where Terushima was still babbling, his hand searching for the doorknob that was thankfully a good foot away from his fingers. Hisashi reached up and grabbed Terushima by the face, squishing his cheeks together.
âShut up,â he said, and kissed him again.
Terushima tasted like cherry lip balm and fear. That wasnât right. Hisashi kissed him harder, licking at the seam of his lips until he made a broken little sound and kissed him back. That was better. That was much better. Terushima wrapped his fingers in Hisashiâs hair and tugged ever so gently. Hisashi moaned into the kiss, pulling Terushima even closer and winding his arms around his shoulders.
When they finally broke for air, Terushima stared at Hisashi, his eyes wide and his entire body trembling.
âIâm so-â
âIf you say youâre sorry one more time Iâm kicking you out,â Hisashi droned. He smiled, trying to look soft and inviting. âLook, Terushima, I wanted you to kiss me. And I want to do dinner and movies and whatever else you were babbling about. But mostly I want to kiss you. And I want you to kiss me. Whenever you want to, okay?â
ââŚYouâre being weird about this,â Terushima said.
âNo, you are,â Hisashi said, and stuck his tongue out. Terushima went to nip at it and he laughed. âThatâs more like it,â he said, and reeled Terushima in for another kiss.











