As soon as the fingers brush against his cheek, Kogitsunemaru goes very, very still, back suddenly rigid. He could still feel his chest move, could feel his eyes widen at the unexpected though and his lips part in surprise. But it was buried under the sound of his suddenly pounding heart.
The words barely register but they're there, present and voiced and they only make Kogitsunemaru's heart beat faster. He's surprised Mikazuki can't hear it, it's fluttering inside his chest as if it wants to escape, quietly whispering Mikazuki's name.
The first traces of a flush are creeping up Kogitsunemaru's neck and that's when he can feel himself slamming back into control, forcing it down but it's so, so difficult when Mikazuki is brushing a corn of rice from his face as if it's nothing. When he's looking at him with his ageless, blue eyes in which the moon seems to reflect no matter how you look at them and Kogitsunemaru has to fight to not get lost in that gaze. Unwavering, strong.
And playful.
Kogitsunemaru can feel his lips twitch up into a smile and slowly, he raises a hand to cover the one cupping his cheek so fondly. He slips his fingers between Mikazuki's and presses his palm against the back of Mikazuki's hand. Warmth is radiating off of it and Kogitsunemaru's heart lurches again.
Ever so slightly, he turns his head a little, lips brushing against Mikazuki's palm as he speaks.]
...Unwise, certainly. [There is no denying the battleground they are standing in. And Kogitsunemaru's skills inside the kitchen are barely better than Mikazuki's.] ...But it wouldn't be an unreasonable request by any means.
[The words come out in a low rumble rather than the tone Kogitsunemaru usually uses, wrapping each word snugly within. Briefly, Kogitsunemaru nuzzles his cheek against Mikazuki's palm before he gently lowers it with his own hand.
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What was Mikazuki doing--
As soon as the fingers brush against his cheek, Kogitsunemaru goes very, very still, back suddenly rigid. He could still feel his chest move, could feel his eyes widen at the unexpected though and his lips part in surprise. But it was buried under the sound of his suddenly pounding heart.
The words barely register but they're there, present and voiced and they only make Kogitsunemaru's heart beat faster. He's surprised Mikazuki can't hear it, it's fluttering inside his chest as if it wants to escape, quietly whispering Mikazuki's name.
The first traces of a flush are creeping up Kogitsunemaru's neck and that's when he can feel himself slamming back into control, forcing it down but it's so, so difficult when Mikazuki is brushing a corn of rice from his face as if it's nothing. When he's looking at him with his ageless, blue eyes in which the moon seems to reflect no matter how you look at them and Kogitsunemaru has to fight to not get lost in that gaze. Unwavering, strong.
And playful.
Kogitsunemaru can feel his lips twitch up into a smile and slowly, he raises a hand to cover the one cupping his cheek so fondly. He slips his fingers between Mikazuki's and presses his palm against the back of Mikazuki's hand. Warmth is radiating off of it and Kogitsunemaru's heart lurches again.
Ever so slightly, he turns his head a little, lips brushing against Mikazuki's palm as he speaks.]
...Unwise, certainly. [There is no denying the battleground they are standing in. And Kogitsunemaru's skills inside the kitchen are barely better than Mikazuki's.] ...But it wouldn't be an unreasonable request by any means.
[The words come out in a low rumble rather than the tone Kogitsunemaru usually uses, wrapping each word snugly within. Briefly, Kogitsunemaru nuzzles his cheek against Mikazuki's palm before he gently lowers it with his own hand.
He doesn't let their fingers part, however.]