Your First Kiss (?) ~ PBMO2
I had this written in my drafts to celebrate 1k downloads and just never posted it LOL
The first time Gani kisses you, he doesn’t even remember it.
He’s drunk. Horribly, absolutely, terribly- wasted.
“What’s- fuckin’- fuckingggggg- fuck,” your partner stumbles into your dorm, and suddenly you understand the image of a horsedrawn carriage he sent you minutes prior.
“Gani? You okay?” You stand up, making your way over to the hunched over individual. They shoot up, flushed in the face as he tries to conceal something behind their back.
“Uh-” You go to take off his sunglasses, folding them into his shirt and looking at his red face in concern. You’re thankful Rumi was out again tonight- knowing they would’ve pushed Gani out of your dorm as soon as he came stumbling in.
“Let’s sit down- ‘kay honey?” You lead him to the bed, gently sitting down beside him. Gani sits in an awkward pose, fidgeting as he shoves their right hand under their thigh.
This isn’t the first time he’s showed up to your dorm drunk- usually it’s the result of celebrations from the esports team or a visit from their older brother. And drunk Gani is different from the usual annoying gremlin you’ve come to love. Drunk Gani is shy and easily embarrassed, yet has no filter for whatever embarrassing thoughts come across his mind.
His eyes draw down your form, face morphing between forced frowns and kiddish smiles.
“Something on your mind?” You ask, putting a pillow on your lap for comfort. You lean over to look at their face, while Gani leans back, putting more weight on his hand.
“You-” He hiccups, pausing to collect himself before continuing, “You look realllll nice.”
“Thank you,” You smile as he rocks back and forth, leaning onto you with every word you continue to speak, “I think you look nice too. Even when you’re absolutely hammered.” You poke his nose and Gani falls backwards onto the bed.
“Yiipie!~” He flails his arms around in celebration. You catch sight of an envelope in his right hand, which drops from his cheer. “Oops. Surprise ruined.”
You reach over to grab it, raising a brow, “What’s this?”
“Just open it…” Gani says with a fluster- eyes darting between your hands and literally anything else.
Opening the yellow envelope gently, you gasp as you’re met with a $100 gift card for the delivery app you use. “WHAT?!”
“I-” Gani sits up, shifting around in nervousness, “We were doing a trivia night tonight. I got first place cuz I knew you would- Fuck- like it… Motherfuckers tried to beat me but- I’m the best at the game… I-” He trails off, staring blankly at the floor.
Your eyes soften, feeling warm at knowing Gani was thinking of you. “Thanks honey- Oof!” You’re caught off guard when Gani drags you down to the bed, rolling himself on top of you. His eyes are lidded, and his face is flushed to an incredible degree.
Gani wasn’t one to initiate physical affection between you- always concerned of possibly overstepping boundaries no matter how much you assured him otherwise. You would always be the one to hug him first, to kiss Gani when you saw them. Maybe it was the alcohol encouraging him, or simply the high of winning trivia night with their boys.
“H-HUH?!” He stutters, unable to look you in the eye, “Who said that? Uh- WHAT?!” You wrap your arms around Gani’s neck, freezing up their shaking form.
A pause. Gani collects themselves as your presence instantly calms his mind. His eyes dart between yours and your lips- settling on staring at your nose as compromise.
“Hey there, honey,” Your voice is soft as you look at them even softer.
He lets out an audible gulp- movements stiff as he lowers himself down. “My head hurts…” Their lips just barely ghost against yours.
“How much did you drink?”
“A lot…” Gani knocks your foreheads together, which you let out a soft ow at. He smiles, and you wonder if it’s possible for you two to be any closer without your lips actually touching.
“You still wanna kiss me?”
“...” Gani pauses, looking nervously at you, “Yeah…”
“You can, if you want,” You smile, trying to assure the insecurities you know he has. Of being too annoying to love. Of being too much to be yours.
Gani’s lips land on yours, gently, softly. There’s a smile behind the twitch of hesitance, an excitement behind the scare. They part just and it’s like he was never there. “Thank you,” He says, and you wonder if it’s for something more than a simple kiss.
The rest of the night is spent without much fanfare. Gani’s a little more cuddly than normal, more outwardly showing his touch starved-ness than usual. The alcohol doesn’t really leave his system until he falls asleep, wrapped in your arms as he allows you to keep the only pillow on the bed.
You awake to an unusually calm morning. Gani scrolls on his phone as he tries his best to be quiet beside you. Noticing your wake, he turns his attention to you, “Goooood morning~”
“Did I… do anything stupid last night?”
Something something the idea of intimacy shown between people who don’t know how to give it
In Please Boost Me Over a 2.0!, you’re a terrible student whose only hope at a GPA booster is a summer course on communication. Unfortunately, your final grade depends on the most incompatible group of people in existence.
Find love, settle arguments, and write your paper on itch.io (๑･̑◡･̑๑) Update may be in the next year
