five times kissed ^_^
their first kiss is incredibly awkward. ah , how enma’s fingers trembled and how his heart imploded within his gravity-kissed chest. they were watching a movie when their lips met. tsuna tilted his head and enma blinked. then lips were on him. soft and slow but eager. heat surged. he gasped , loudly. into the kiss and tsuna laughed. but there was no judgement. there never was. tsuna always accepted him wholly , fully , inexplicably , and such acceptance made his his skin tremble ----- an earthquake threatening to destroy the ground beneath his feet and swallow him up.
their second kiss is quick. a peck on the cheek. again , initiated by tsuna. where had this lion boldness come from ? enma and tsuna had been friends for years. enma had watched tsuna grow from timid cub to valiant lion. enma was always blown , always amazed by how rapidly tsuna acquired growth like roots to water. his skin cracks like muddy earth into a blush from tsuna’s kiss. he feels the brunet smile against his skin. enma wants to know what’s so amusing. enma wants to ask why he’s being kissed. but the stain on his cheeks and the heat pooling in his body keep him quiet.
their third kiss is quiet. their at a family meeting , the vongola and shimon. they do this regularly now. to report on affairs. to propose new business ventures. to keep ties stronger. to reaffirm the bonds their ancestors forged for them years ago. the shimon would always protect the vongola from the shadows , at the price of their own sakes. yet when tsuna stands before him , in front of their own famiglias , and gets on one knee. when he grasps enma’s hands and looks up to him with that same fire that consumed enma the first time , all those years ago , they locked gazes. when he kisses him on the hand and swears , swears utter allegiance and loyalty -------- the kiss is hotter than the flames of his dying will. he will be burnt to ashes. he can feel it. the way the earth starts to crumble and he feels on the tip of his tongue the question he needs answered daring to drop out of his lips.
their fourth kiss leads into their fifth kiss. they’re at a party. it’s more for fanfare and showing off than anything else. hosted at the vongola mansion. enma stands at the corner watching people intermingle. he laughs , watching tsuna in the middle of his vongola guardians. seeing their dynamic , how the guardians always seemed to find themselves around tsuna. and tsuna , the sun , basking in their presence , as they basked in his. enma can’t help but think as he grasps his wine glass , how beautiful tsuna truly is. in mind and body and spirit and will. he hasn’t changed , or. to better put it. he has changed , but in a way that makes pride and joy and perhaps , nostalgia flood enma’s heart. he loves tsuna. he thinks in that moment. he loves tsuna who remains soft in a hard world. he loves the tsuna. who does anything for the people he calls friends. who is determined and bright but also still so very human. he thinks back to the moments where they’ve kissed. where confusion and spontaneity cloaked enma’s feelings. he doesn’t know why it took him so long to realize it. to realize he loved tsuna who , perhaps , loved him just the same.
their eyes meet across the room and enma jumps , dropping his glass. the contents spill on the floor and he suddenly feels pinpricks run across his skin as all eyes turn on him. he hears laughter as he bends down to pick up the shattered glass pieces. and then he feels fingers grasping his. he feels warmth ever abundant approach him. when he looks up it’s tsuna. smiling at him so fondly. he always understand. he always ------ and enma , leans forward. his hands grasp tsuna’s face and he kisses him , boldly. the consequences of such a public display does not hold him back. he kisses him awkwardly and roughly but with such desperation. when he pulls back he’s flushed but tsuna’s face is so red and enma’s face is so red and sorry’s start stammering out of his mouth but they’re swallowed by tsuna’s mouth on his. eating up every sorry and settling the earthquakes that rattle enma’s bones.
i love you. he doesn’t know who says it in between their kisses. it all bleeds in with the heat. @tenthfire
