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[4leafring]

[ Tamaki Yotsuba, age 18, was indeed leaning in to kiss Sougo. However, that didn't mean that it would happen any time soon, if ever. All that effort to hype himself up and justify his need to see just how warm and soft Sougo would feel against his mouth crumbles at his fingertips with the realization that it really was just that easy to accomplish. Too easy, actually-- and if life experience had taught him anything, it's that anything easy always comes at a price.

Would that price be worth it? Absolutely. This was a once in a lifetime chance handed to him upon the gods of the moon or whatever they are and he was not about to waste it. His body was NOT receiving the messages his brain tried to send him, though, and it reduced Tamaki's entire being into this pathetic, frozen lump of meat with dramatically puckered lips and eyes sealed shut, merely inches away from Sougo.

This was impossible. Or-- maybe it wasn't? No, it definitely was. Unless...

Alright, time to run the math in his head. Sougo was sleeping anyway, so there was no need to rush into this like some mindless teenager. He is an adult that makes adult decisions now, and he is going to treat this in an adult-like way. As adults do. Just an adult hovering over his friend-partner-cru--no--roomate that he is very much trying to kiss. ]

Mmnngh...

[ The honest, morally correct thing would be not to do it. It removes the embarrassment of having to explain why he would kiss Sougo in the first place, and it's also polite not to do things to those who are sleeping. Or at least that's what Sougo would tell him: Something something, "Tamaki-kun, you have to ask for people's permission before invading their personal space!" yadda yadda... On the other hand, the moons are overlapping and there are thousands of other ways he could justify himself if he were to do it. All the right loopholes are laid before him-- So why won't his body move!? ]

Uugh... forget it...

[ Not even daring to open his eyes once, Tamaki finally gives in to the little angel on his shoulder and leans away from Sougo's face, resting his forehead on the curve of the smaller man's shoulder. ]

You're no fair, Sou-chan...

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[One second quickly turns into two, then three and four and more than Sougo's consciously able to count with Tamaki still hovering above him and making that endearingly awkward expression. It's really quite sweet that Tamaki's so invested in this that his entire face is scrunched up, and all at once, Sougo's lingering drowsiness is washed away by the wave of affection that suddenly floods his heart.

It's hopelessly easy to justify leaning in, reservations dampened by the excitement thrumming dully through his veins... But just as his eyes flutter closed and he angles his chin up the slightest bit, the lips he'd anticipated to close over his own begin to mumble, and it takes everything in him to not heave an audible sigh.

Tamaki Yotsuba, age 18, officially has far more restraint than he does, and Sougo isn't entirely sure how to cope with that knowledge.

He doesn't have long to think about it, however, as Tamaki leans into the crook of his neck just as he opens his eyes.]

Tamaki-kun...?

[He starts gently, almost sleepily, voice just above a whisper given that he has an idea of how Tamaki will likely react if startled. Raising thin fingers, he gingerly touches the back of his partner's head, affectionately carding his fingertips through soft hair before resting his palm against Tamaki's scalp.]

How am I unfair?

[4leafring]

[ It may not have been the most perfect of outcomes, but Tamaki was starting to feel grateful for even having the opportunity to be so close to Sougo. It's so warm and comforting that he can't help himself from nuzzling in the slightest, telling himself that it was alright to indulge, if only for a few seconds, before giving up for good and locking himself in his room for the remainder of the mooncycle.

That time extends with each passing second gone without a reaction from his partner-- there's no harm in lingering a while more if Sougo just kept sleeping, is there? By that logic, of course, a kiss shouldn't have been a problem either, but Tamaki promptly tucks that thought into the back of his mind, and just as he is ready to talk himself into moving away from that comfortable, welcoming, warm, perfect sensation...

...Sougo "wakes up", and it's enough to send Tamaki's alarms blaring with the realization that he might have bitten off way, way more than he could chew. A shame, really. If it were any other type of situation, he would take advantage of Sougo's half-asleep moment of weakness and make sure that he wouldn't let this moment of affection go unnoticed. Tamaki's simply not that lucky, though. Destiny always has a way of punishing him for his stupid, stupid decisions, but this? this was just too cruel.

Still, a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do to cover his ass: drop his weight on Sougo nonchalantly, and pretend that he too, was asleep on the couch. ]

Mmmngh, lemme sleep...

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[Of every possible reaction, Sougo somehow didn't expect that Tamaki would resort to completely flopping down on him, pressing him further into the couch and making him elicit only a soft noise in response. Sure, they may still be learning exactly how the other works, but Sougo was nearly positive that Tamaki would startle and scramble off to his room in response to this, desperately denying that it ever happened.]

...You're heavy.

[Or so he says, but even as his eyes narrow, Sougo makes no move to change their position or push Tamaki off of him. Instead, he only sighs and allows his free arm to circle around Tamaki's back, the familiar warmth of chroma beginning to make itself known.]

What are you doing out here?

[4leafring]

You're light...

[ As long as Sougo wasn't insisting on finding out what Tamaki meant... he'll deem this a nice save. The possibility of running back to his room and hoping it'll just fade from Sougo's memory did run through his head, and frankly, it would've been the better option here for him, but his urges kept him glued to him more and more as Sougo holds him further, pliant to each gesture of affection presented to him. Echoing Sougo's sigh, he just nestles further, stirring a little into that hold, and throwing in a yawn just for the sake of maintaining his act. ]

I ran all night, too tired to go to my room...

[ Would that even be convincing? Tamaki really digs through his brain for any other white lies he could use, but maybe throwing in a little bit of truth could sell his argument better. ]

...And I needed chroma, so I fell asleep on you.

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[Go figure... If it wasn't obvious before, Tamaki's clearly grasping for straws here. How does being light change anything when he's the one being pressed into the couch? Honestly, it's a little frustrating that Tamaki isn't being honest, but Sougo wouldn't dare resist leaning further into this warm embrace.]

...Is that all?

[The moment the words leave his mouth, Sougo swallows thickly, fingers curling into Tamaki's shirt. It's not like he's never kissed anyone before - far from it, but the problem here is wholly Tamaki, innocently encroaching on that last boundary keeping them from completely falling into each other.]

Tamaki-kun.

[Even shifting to bring Tamaki's face out of his shoulder as he speaks takes too long, and while he's positive that his cheeks have begun to flush faintly with colour, it's all Sougo can do to desperately hope that he's able to maintain some semblance of a composed expression. Now that they're face to face, there's no turning back.]

Your eyes may have been closed, but mine were open.

[4leafring]

That's all.

[ His voice may have cracked, and his palms may be sweaty, but god if Tamaki wasn't fully set on seeing this act to the end, already almost savouring the sweet sweet taste of victory. He absolutely has this in the bag! Lucky for him, he's even hidden away from Sougo, so he can proudly sport a smug look...

...that is swiftly wiped away from his face the moment Sougo worms away from him, confessing that he had consciously witnessed everything up until this moment. ]

Ah.

[ Oh no. ]

Ah!!!

[ Oh. No. In a matter of seconds, all the blood in Tamaki's body rushes over to his head and anything thought that could be considered even remotely coherent vanishes from his mind to make room for nothing but utter horror. There is no turning back now that they're face to face, that much is true, but god if Tamaki wasn't going to die trying.

Wriggling his shoulders, he does his best to try and escape the couch, grasping at straws to save himself. ]

T-- I don't know what you're talking about!! I wasn't trying to do anything to you!! Anyway!! I-!!

IGOTTAPEESOBADIMGONNAGONOW

[koboreta]

["Wasn't trying to do anything" to him? Does Tamaki really expect him to believe that? Sougo's brows furrow reflexively, and he swiftly brings his hand down from Tamaki's hair to curl thin fingers into the collar of his shirt.]

Tamaki-kun!

[This sort of reaction wasn't difficult to see coming, and without thinking twice, Sougo shifts both of his arms to hold Tamaki more firmly. The way he's wriggling makes it evident that he isn't actually making much of an effort to escape, but it's just as clear that Sougo isn't buying his flimsy excuse to get up.]

Calm down! I'm not upset with you.

[If anything good has come from their history of countless disagreements and stupid misunderstandings, it's that Sougo has a decent idea of what Tamaki needs to hear in order to stop flailing - a direct, concise confirmation that he isn't going to be scolded. But seriously, does he really think trying to deny it now is going to get him anywhere? The triple moon cycle spells danger for both of them, and Sougo's positive that they can both feel the imminent threat looming over their heads.]

...Tamaki-kun. Look at me. [He breaks their silence almost hesitantly, struggling to maintain what's left of his composure in spite of the faint redness on his cheeks.] Can you look me in the eye and say you're being honest?