[The longer Taiyou's eyes looked into his own, the faster his heart seemed to thud. It's not long before Tenma's cheeks have gotten completely flushed -- much like one fluffy-haired girl on the middle of a field after receiving her own life-changing confession -- and he can hardly breathe for it. Taiyou looked at him so directly, right in the eyes, no matter what was being said. He's never seen the boy avert his gaze embarrassed or shy, and he could hardly imagine it. At least, not when they were alone. And yet there was him on the other hand, easily flustered, so easily overwhelmed by Taiyou's straightforward affection, feeling like such a child next to a boy who was the same age as him.
When Taiyou's gaze flickers up to the window it gives him room to breathe, and he huffs out a sigh, softly, closing his eyes to collect his thoughts and think about the kiss. Soft, warm, sunlike.]
... You're amazing, Taiyou, [he manages to say after a few quiet seconds, still feeling breathless.] You always know what you want.
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When Taiyou's gaze flickers up to the window it gives him room to breathe, and he huffs out a sigh, softly, closing his eyes to collect his thoughts and think about the kiss. Soft, warm, sunlike.]
... You're amazing, Taiyou, [he manages to say after a few quiet seconds, still feeling breathless.] You always know what you want.
Um, can I try it next?