[ his heart feels like thunder in his chest, but he doesn't regret saying the words. not for a second. because, even though missing kazuya had been agony, the worst of the ache was the knowledge that the other boy had gone without ever knowing that suga felt the same way about him. that he loved him too.
... this feels like a second chance, and suga isn't about to waste it. (even if opening himself up this much is more than a little terrifying.)
but he blinks when miyuki puts a hand on his cheek, lifting his head just enough to be able to look up at him. and then -- he can't help the (surprised) little laugh that escapes him at the question that follows, shifting until he's able to wrap his arms around miyuki's broad shoulders. ] What kind of a question is that?
[ and now he's smiling up at him, even though his eyes are still shining with tears. ] You can kiss me as much as you want.
[ especially because suga beats him to the punch, leaning up on tiptoes to press their mouths gently together. ]
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... this feels like a second chance, and suga isn't about to waste it. (even if opening himself up this much is more than a little terrifying.)
but he blinks when miyuki puts a hand on his cheek, lifting his head just enough to be able to look up at him. and then -- he can't help the (surprised) little laugh that escapes him at the question that follows, shifting until he's able to wrap his arms around miyuki's broad shoulders. ] What kind of a question is that?
[ and now he's smiling up at him, even though his eyes are still shining with tears. ] You can kiss me as much as you want.
[ especially because suga beats him to the punch, leaning up on tiptoes to press their mouths gently together. ]