[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.
[ 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-!!
["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?
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...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.
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[ 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-!!
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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?