((Ai stares a little longer, still frowning, still concerned, and each new movement is even harder to read.
But... he's starting to get the picture. Is Momo embarrassed? Normally he was forward right? Even around girls Momo was upfront, honest, impressive - not really traits Ai had himself, and thought he didn't wholly envy them, they were admirable in a way. But Momo isn't being forward now. He's avoiding it. And his cheeks are coloring... It seemed like Ai was picking up on everything that wasn't obvious and disregarding the obvious flush that's there. And Ai flushes too. He is embarrassed... because...?
Is it him? Him being Ai? Ai being the one that's towering over him, pinning him down? He wonders how Momo responds when he sees a girl he really likes. Maybe it's all just to be noticed. Ai felt that he always had to try so hard to be noticed by his senpai, and when it finally happened... his heart would flutter. Momo is probably like him; he just wants to be noticed.
That's what it must be.... right?
He's not totally thinking it through, for as much pondering as he does. Unconsciously as his mind wanders, one hand lifts, then the other, each in turn reaching for and weaving dainty, long fingers into the unfilled spaces of Momo's hand. The next step follows the same logic as the last time he'd done this. Momo was just close; and it felt like this is what he ought to do. He stoops down to press a kiss to Momo's lips, not short and sudden like the last one, but a long one, like he's actually invested in the kiss this time. Like forethought went into this one.))
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But... he's starting to get the picture. Is Momo embarrassed? Normally he was forward right? Even around girls Momo was upfront, honest, impressive - not really traits Ai had himself, and thought he didn't wholly envy them, they were admirable in a way. But Momo isn't being forward now. He's avoiding it. And his cheeks are coloring... It seemed like Ai was picking up on everything that wasn't obvious and disregarding the obvious flush that's there. And Ai flushes too. He is embarrassed... because...?
Is it him? Him being Ai? Ai being the one that's towering over him, pinning him down? He wonders how Momo responds when he sees a girl he really likes. Maybe it's all just to be noticed. Ai felt that he always had to try so hard to be noticed by his senpai, and when it finally happened... his heart would flutter. Momo is probably like him; he just wants to be noticed.
That's what it must be.... right?
He's not totally thinking it through, for as much pondering as he does. Unconsciously as his mind wanders, one hand lifts, then the other, each in turn reaching for and weaving dainty, long fingers into the unfilled spaces of Momo's hand. The next step follows the same logic as the last time he'd done this. Momo was just close; and it felt like this is what he ought to do. He stoops down to press a kiss to Momo's lips, not short and sudden like the last one, but a long one, like he's actually invested in the kiss this time. Like forethought went into this one.))