#silstuff

Brows furrowed in confusion from the orange clad brunet at the person standing before him, smiling so cheekily and content from where he stood leaning against the doorframe. Right in his way. Even though he was trying to leave the room. Alba could only be silent for a few moments as if hoping his staring was a silent insinuation for the boy before him with dual-toned hair to move--

But he didn't.

He just smiled right back, smiling that cheerful cute dumb smile at him.

"... Crea? When are you going to move, I need to get past." Alba finally spoke up, huffing almost childishly as his arms crossed over his chest.

"Hehehe-- Sorry, Alba-kun!! But I'm the door troll, and you need to pay to get past me!"

Really? What in the world kind of game was this guy playing today? It seemed to be something different every time, but Alba came to learn that it was something childish or embarrassing half the time. (Which one it was this time, he'd have to find out, he guessed.)

"Er-- pay what, exactly?"

Beryl hues blinked, a childish glint in Crea's eyes as a hand lifted, his index finger tapping his own lips that were tugged up into a pleasant smile. "You have to pay me with a kiss!"

Cheeks soon heated up at the words, taking a step back away from the older at the demand. "What!?" Alba shouted. "But that's-- Crea, that's ridiculous!"

"Noooo kiss, noooo exit ♪"

Of course being the person he was, Alba tried anyway. The younger stepped forward to try and walk under Crea's arm, but before he could do so said male's arm moved lower to stop him. He even dared to kneel lower, but just like before, Crea followed and prevented him from moving. Hazel pools stared back into cheerful blue, looking away soon enough as gloved hands toyed with the end of his shirt.

"Just... One, right?"

"Mm! Just one!" Crea confirmed. "Buuuuut if you want back in you gotta give another one~"

He was so embarrassing. Unbearably embarrassing.

But Alba still liked him far too much to complain.

So in the end he gave in, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss against Crea's lips who gladly returned the gesture, leaning into the connection with a pleasant hum.

"A-Are you happy now?" Alba stammered, trying to ignore the flush growing on his face.

Crea tapped his chin in mock thought, humming for a moment as his gaze went to the ceiling. "Mmmm-- The toll's been paid! You can go through now!" Crea chirped, grinning happily soon after.

"You're impossible."