[ While there are plenty of boys in the dorms that hold the concept of 'manly pride' to high importance, Miyuki does not care so much. Such a mindset can, after all, easily lead one into making a stupid decision, or else simply making a fool of themselves. Something to laugh at rather than aspire to.
Though the difference in motivation may be difficult to see, when the outcome is nearly if not identical. He feels the faith in Alois' gaze as though the younger's hands are placed in his, ready and willing to be put to use and led. Without second thought, Miyuki assumes this weight of responsibility and is willing to lead.
It is not because he is a man (or will become one) that he does so. It is his duty here as the elder between them, and the one more level-headed besides. Being that reliable force that leads others is not at all unfamiliar to him. In the smaller scale of the batteries he's been a part of, and more recently with his appointment as captain.
If only he could be as experienced in kissing. If only he did not remember the repulsed reactions of before so well, weren't a little afraid of refusal snapping at his outstretched hand. But he's learned, at least, that when you have others depending on you, looking to you, you need to hide your weakness and show only confident strength. For those following to believe in you in the first place, and to bolster their own confidence.
So he is not afraid, but careful. Even when Alois' small approach brings a similarly small wave of relief to rush down, relaxing the tenseness in his upper back. He leans in more, eyelids falling partway as lips find Alois' to fit them together, gently, just enough to count as a kiss.
It would not be correct to say that he forgets about where they are or what they're meant to be doing, as it has been established he needs to lead and needs to be ever aware to do so. But for a moment that is set back for the immediate situation of the younger boy allowing him to kiss him. Not whether this meets the criteria, but... that it can be good for him. Trying and hoping for it to be something that the other boy is a willing part of, or at least, as closely approaching so as it can be considering their circumstances.
Even, maybe, making it feel good. It does already to him, body warm from their back and forth, in a way that makes every touch feel good and not enough. Miyuki ventures to turn the kiss into more than a perfunctory gesture, then. Presses a little more firmly, thumb brushing idly against the younger boy's scalp in coaxing motion as he holds him there for a solid second, and releases in the next.
His eyes focus on Alois' face, still so close, scanning for any signs of doubt. ]
Scared yet, sweetheart?
[ A soft murmur of a tease, Miyuki peeking out from under the skewed mask with a smile. ]
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Though the difference in motivation may be difficult to see, when the outcome is nearly if not identical. He feels the faith in Alois' gaze as though the younger's hands are placed in his, ready and willing to be put to use and led. Without second thought, Miyuki assumes this weight of responsibility and is willing to lead.
It is not because he is a man (or will become one) that he does so. It is his duty here as the elder between them, and the one more level-headed besides. Being that reliable force that leads others is not at all unfamiliar to him. In the smaller scale of the batteries he's been a part of, and more recently with his appointment as captain.
If only he could be as experienced in kissing. If only he did not remember the repulsed reactions of before so well, weren't a little afraid of refusal snapping at his outstretched hand. But he's learned, at least, that when you have others depending on you, looking to you, you need to hide your weakness and show only confident strength. For those following to believe in you in the first place, and to bolster their own confidence.
So he is not afraid, but careful. Even when Alois' small approach brings a similarly small wave of relief to rush down, relaxing the tenseness in his upper back. He leans in more, eyelids falling partway as lips find Alois' to fit them together, gently, just enough to count as a kiss.
It would not be correct to say that he forgets about where they are or what they're meant to be doing, as it has been established he needs to lead and needs to be ever aware to do so. But for a moment that is set back for the immediate situation of the younger boy allowing him to kiss him. Not whether this meets the criteria, but... that it can be good for him. Trying and hoping for it to be something that the other boy is a willing part of, or at least, as closely approaching so as it can be considering their circumstances.
Even, maybe, making it feel good. It does already to him, body warm from their back and forth, in a way that makes every touch feel good and not enough. Miyuki ventures to turn the kiss into more than a perfunctory gesture, then. Presses a little more firmly, thumb brushing idly against the younger boy's scalp in coaxing motion as he holds him there for a solid second, and releases in the next.
His eyes focus on Alois' face, still so close, scanning for any signs of doubt. ]
Scared yet, sweetheart?
[ A soft murmur of a tease, Miyuki peeking out from under the skewed mask with a smile. ]