[ it works. it's greatly assisted by the fact that langa looks exactly like what a prince should be in all the best fairy tales: handsome and strong and so devoted that even reki with all of his hangups can't ignore it. he can feel langa's gaze lingering on his lips, which makes him reflexively run his tongue over the bottom one, for a moment quiet, entranced, able to do nothing but look back at him as something warm and comfortable blooms in his chest.
ughhhh, he must look so lame. it's one thing to flirt and make out with your best friend, but needing him the way reki needs him, like every breath he takes without langa there is just a dying gasp, that's too much. ]
Shut up.
[ he's grinning despite himself, leaning in, reaching up with hands that still don't know how to be steady when it feels so much like langa should swat him away. that doesn't happen of course; his fingers just slide into langa's silky, smooth hair and his gravity exhausts all of reki's inhibitions like it always does, drawing him nearer. ]
If you found me dead, you'd pass out like a total chump. But I'll, uh... [ his lashes lower, as if that'll shield him from the embarrassment of saying this out loud. ] I'll take the kiss, if it's still on the table.
@dawdled
[ it works. it's greatly assisted by the fact that langa looks exactly like what a prince should be in all the best fairy tales: handsome and strong and so devoted that even reki with all of his hangups can't ignore it. he can feel langa's gaze lingering on his lips, which makes him reflexively run his tongue over the bottom one, for a moment quiet, entranced, able to do nothing but look back at him as something warm and comfortable blooms in his chest.
ughhhh, he must look so lame. it's one thing to flirt and make out with your best friend, but needing him the way reki needs him, like every breath he takes without langa there is just a dying gasp, that's too much. ]
Shut up.
[ he's grinning despite himself, leaning in, reaching up with hands that still don't know how to be steady when it feels so much like langa should swat him away. that doesn't happen of course; his fingers just slide into langa's silky, smooth hair and his gravity exhausts all of reki's inhibitions like it always does, drawing him nearer. ]
If you found me dead, you'd pass out like a total chump. But I'll, uh... [ his lashes lower, as if that'll shield him from the embarrassment of saying this out loud. ] I'll take the kiss, if it's still on the table.