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He had felt so sure that things were going well. Midousuji had been playful and even affectionate! Their hair was a tousled mess framing their face which was smiling a rare smile and maybe they were just disoriented from sleep.
Onoda wasn’t sure what the heck was going on or what to do about it but he had just kissed Midousuji Akira! Or at least he had tried to! I can’t believe I missed I can’t believe I missed I can’t believe I missed he couldn’t think past those words and he spoke them over and over into the palms of his hands. He had messed up. He had just ruined his first friendship with a fellow anime fan, someone who was really strong and cool and impressive, and he hadn’t even been able to ruin it correctly! He had missed! It was not the first or last time he had embarrassed himself to the point of wanting to magically disappear from the situation. But this wasn’t Love Hime and he didn’t have any magic so he was stuck laying there under Midousuji and burning his hands on the heat of his face. Maybe if he was lucky Midousuji would be utterly disgusted and would leave Onoda’s house and never speak to him again! No, actually that wouldn’t be lucky and Onoda didn’t really want that.
He had been caught up in the moment. Midousuji was being really cute and silly and Onoda was so enraptured by their goofy behavior and the closeness and still giddy from all the cuddly stuff that had been happening that he felt like it was The Right Time to make a move. He had made a move, alright. He had kissed Midousuji. On the chin. Without asking first. Or brushing his teeth. And that was probably gross. Super gross! And Midousuji probably hated him.
“I am so so sorry Midousuji-kun I will never do that again that was really dumb of me and I understand if you don’t want to be friends anymore and I can’t believe I missed I have really bad aim n-not that I was hoping for something else I didn’t mean that I’m just I’m just so sorry that was so gross of me I didn’t even ask permission and I probably have morning breath and--” Onoda didn’t stop apologizing even while his hands were pulled away from his blushing face and he kept his eyes shut tight while spewing words.
“Shut up, Sakamichi!” Midousuji keened.
Onoda yelped and whispered one more “I’m sorry! I’m really gross”.
Midousuji groaned. “The only gross thing is you apologizing so much! Cut it out!”
Onoda opened his eyes slowly to look up at Midousuji. Their eyes met for a moment before Midousuji looked away. Are they blushing?? Are they embarrassed? Onoda was surprised to think that Midousuji could feel bashful.
“What do you mean… you missed…” Midousuji seemed to force the words out between their grinding teeth.
Onoda squeaks. Midousuji doesn’t look at him, but their face slowly lowers closer and closer and, with a short hiss, their lips meet Onoda’s. The contact is brief and dry but it sucks the air out of his lungs and he looks up at Midousuji, shocked.
“D-don’t give me that sparkly look,” Midousuji stammers and unfurls a hand to cover Onoda’s eyes. Midousuji leans down and gives a few more experimental kisses, each one lingering a little longer and met with breathless enthusiasm.
“I-I want to look at you, Akira-kun!” Onoda protests and removes the hand from his face, interlocking their fingers shyly.
“Gross! You’re creepy!” Midousuji shrieks and buries their face in the crook of Onoda’s neck. Onoda’s free hand moves to pet his tall friend’s head, who melts a little at the gentle contact. Midousuji goes quiet and fiddles with the collar of Onoda’s shirt. They don’t even grind their teeth or hiss for a full eight minutes (a new record, probably) before they realize they’re late for the morning dental hygiene routine.