#whoreash

missing itoshi sae’s kisses was one of the most agonising thing you’ve experienced.

because, god, was he an amazing kisser. he was gentle and unpredictable— catching you when your defenses were at their weakest. his lips moving against yours like the last piece of a puzzle, slotting so perfectly.

and when times like these arised— when you sent a quick ‘hi, missing your lips’ to sae— you couldn’t help but reminisce on your first kiss with him.

which was a very awkward and abrupt one.

sae was dropping you off at your house, after school, just like he did every single day.

and there was nothing different or odd about him that whole day. he was nonchalant and unresponsive, with simple hums escaping him every once and again— notifying you that he was, indeed, listening to your countless rants.

when it was time for him to take his leave and go back the way you were just walking— he stood, silent. looking at you as if expecting you to say something— anything to get his mind off the thing that he’s been wanting for the last couple weeks.

he made up his mind when you, simply, gaped at him— waiting for a goodbye of some sort.

suddenly, his hand was on the side of your neck, angling your face up (to reach his growing height) as his lips slid against yours.

although sae wished it was— the kiss was far from perfect.

you took a moment to relax and adjust to this new found contact. after all the closest your lips have been to eachother was when you, randomly, decide to bite sae’s appealing bicep.

since none of you had any experience, you both went off of instinct— holding your breath as if scared to deepen the kiss or do something you shouldn’t.

at some point, you couldn’t hold it any longer—turning around to gasp and catch the air, that seemed to be everywhere but your lungs.

without a second word, sae turned around and left— and for once you were thankful he did. you would probably die from embarassment if you looked at him a second longer.

surprisingly, minutes later, you seemed to miss the feeling of him— tracing the place where his lips were, not so long ago.

which lead to a spontaneous text message from you.

to : saesaesaesaesae

hi

that was cute

okay sorry

i know you’re at practice i just wanted to say that i liked it.

contrary to your beliefs, sae was not at practice. he was looking at your messages pop up on his screen— too flustered to respond.

nagi seishiro was definitely not one to make an effort into being a romantic. it was just too much effort to look into someones eyes and seem interested and talk all flirty and stupid.

with you, though, the romance was, almost, inevitable. it was natural and easy.

especially in the mornings, your limbs tangled together and breaths connected by a common pace.

you woke up first— as usual— but you also stayed next to seishiro’s sleeping position. inspecting every small frown and misplacement of hair that graced his face every morning.

when seishiro does awake, it’s excruciatingly slowly as if he has all the time in the world— which, he does but nonetheless— lashes fluttering and breath slowing.

he alerts you of his awakening by a small grasp of your hip, finding his place under your— his— shirt.

before his eyes even open, his face leans into yours. his first sense was to kiss you, who cares about sight when you’re lips are on his?

you stop him abruptly, one hand over his mouth and one over yours.

seishiro’s eyes flutter awake, immediately— offended by the idea of you not wanting to kiss him. the emotion of being offended was foreign to him, too much effort, he says— but what the hell?

“sorry, sei— morning breath.” a simple mutter escapes you, explaining your actions.

at this, seishiro pouts. who cares about morning breath? he wants to kiss you. you were just getting him bothered over nothing.

attempting harder, he leans into yet again— but to no avail. seishiro could, theoretically, beat you in this match, but he was never one to be troubled over things— especially in the morning.

“i’ll give you a kiss after we both brush our teeth, ‘kay?”

with that, seishiro, finally surrendered. well— partly. you’ll go brush your teeth and he’ll stay in bed, waiting for your kiss.

you don’t, truly, expect him to get up without his morning kiss?

just send me ANYTHING (a ship, a question, just a 'hi') and i will give you :

Theme: not for me // ok // nice // cool // great!! // just wow

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thank you so much to stormthe1975 for tagging me

RULES: - Hit shuffle on your ipod, phone, itunes, media player or whatever and write down the first 20 songs.

(im so sorry for the shitty music that comes up on my phone) 

The Kooks - Sofa Song

Sleeping with Sirens - Four Corners and Two Sides

The Pigeon Detectives - Caught in Your Trap

All Time Low - Bad Enough For You

Sum 41 - Rhythms

Fall Out Boy- The Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldnt Get Sued

Mayday Parade - If You Cant Live Without Me Why Arent You Dead Yet

Green Day - Walk Away

The Pigeon Detectives - Need To Know

Panic At The Disco - Camisado 

Red Hot Chilli Peppers - My Friends

Bastille - Weight Of Living

Mayday Parade - The Memory

Orson - Bright Idea

The Vaccines - No Hope

Bowling For Soup - I'm Gay

My Chemical Romance - I'm Not Okay (I Promise)

The Fratellis - Creepin Up The Backstairs

Green Day - Walkign Contridiction

Arctic Monkeys - She's Thunderstorms

Im actually happy with how this turned out!!!!!

thank u thank u