(Continued from here so they're not just banging on Weiss's birthday post)
[He steps into the elevator alongside Jun and presses the button. At the same time, Jun strokes his hand with his thumb, replying to his banter with sweet words that make his heart squeeze. But he refuses to swoon or do anything embarrassing, no matter how surprisingly smooth Jun is these days. He just smiles and teases back!]
Fill it with even more thoughts, of course! ♪ If you're head's already full, we'll just have to make some more room in there!
[An answer befitting of the spoiled, selfish side he shows when he's with Jun. Though, in all honesty...
His own head is pretty full at the moment. Full of thoughts of Jun, that is.
The feeling of that thumb stroking his hand sends sparks of electricity shooting up his wrist. As the doors shut behind them, the atmosphere seems to shift: the air turned thin and shivery, goosebumps prickling all along his bare arms. Unlike at the beach, he feels underdressed now. Or maybe he's overdressed? He glances at Jun, sees that strong chest and muscular arms in his periphery, and something sinks in his stomach like a hot stone.
He remembers their kiss at the beach, the way Jun gradually drew him into his arms until they were finally pressed chest-to-chest, and he suddenly wants nothing more than to be that close again.
It feels like a hardship to even have to wait. And unfortunately, they have two elevator rides ahead of them, if the elevator that goes to Nami's suite can only be taken to and from a "special location." But they get where they need to go, thankfully without being interrupted by any talking portraits or deliberate "malfunctions." Soon they're standing in front of the door to his suite without having committed any public indecency. What excellent self-restraint they have!
But not for much longer. His impatience shows in how aggressively he opens the door, in how quick his footsteps are in his sandals against the floor. And as soon as they get inside the room, Hiyori more or less flings himself at Jun, throwing his arms around Jun's neck and connecting their lips in a kiss.]
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[He steps into the elevator alongside Jun and presses the button. At the same time, Jun strokes his hand with his thumb, replying to his banter with sweet words that make his heart squeeze. But he refuses to swoon or do anything embarrassing, no matter how surprisingly smooth Jun is these days. He just smiles and teases back!]
Fill it with even more thoughts, of course! ♪ If you're head's already full, we'll just have to make some more room in there!
[An answer befitting of the spoiled, selfish side he shows when he's with Jun. Though, in all honesty...
His own head is pretty full at the moment. Full of thoughts of Jun, that is.
The feeling of that thumb stroking his hand sends sparks of electricity shooting up his wrist. As the doors shut behind them, the atmosphere seems to shift: the air turned thin and shivery, goosebumps prickling all along his bare arms. Unlike at the beach, he feels underdressed now. Or maybe he's overdressed? He glances at Jun, sees that strong chest and muscular arms in his periphery, and something sinks in his stomach like a hot stone.
He remembers their kiss at the beach, the way Jun gradually drew him into his arms until they were finally pressed chest-to-chest, and he suddenly wants nothing more than to be that close again.
It feels like a hardship to even have to wait. And unfortunately, they have two elevator rides ahead of them, if the elevator that goes to Nami's suite can only be taken to and from a "special location." But they get where they need to go, thankfully without being interrupted by any talking portraits or deliberate "malfunctions." Soon they're standing in front of the door to his suite without having committed any public indecency. What excellent self-restraint they have!
But not for much longer. His impatience shows in how aggressively he opens the door, in how quick his footsteps are in his sandals against the floor. And as soon as they get inside the room, Hiyori more or less flings himself at Jun, throwing his arms around Jun's neck and connecting their lips in a kiss.]