[ Asahi was special to him. His feelings ended up sneaking up on him. Like one minute he was on the court with him, and then the next he was noticing the little things that he'd do. He'd find himself irrationally angry and upset when Asahi would tear himself down or when he was upset. He wanted to do everything he could to make the Ace look good.
And then - he was here.
He didn't need to steal looks. Asahi was with him. He released his cheeks, and settled more comfortably against Asahi's chest, arms wrapping around his shoulders. This time, his tongue pressed against Asahi's lips, a silent request. ]
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And then - he was here.
He didn't need to steal looks. Asahi was with him. He released his cheeks, and settled more comfortably against Asahi's chest, arms wrapping around his shoulders. This time, his tongue pressed against Asahi's lips, a silent request. ]