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The ship titled slightly, causing Scara to cringe slightly as he seemed to no do too well when it came to sea sickness. He had flee across the seas , looking for the ship that held his beloved. It was an exhausting and not well thought out plan, but it had been more than a week now since he last saw the samurai.
Low and behold, Kazuha fast a sleep by the ship walls. Scara wouldn't help but smile lightly at this, his heart beating when he noticed a letter he had sent Kazuha half lightly in his hand.
He sat next to his sleeping beauty and dropped his cloak around the white and red-headed man. It was a thin clock, but it was better than night wear He wore.
"Hm..?" Scare hadn't realised, but Kazuha must be a light sleeper as he began to stir and pushed Scaras arm away from the cloak, "What's going..." he chapped his lips together as he tried to gather his surroundings of the boat.
"Um -" Scaras face went red as he found these actions adorable. How had he gone so long without having a crave to watch a pretty face like Kazuhas all day? "Good morning, I'm here now," he said awkwardly as he hadn't really planned this far ahead.
Kazuha looked over at his partner and smiled warmly , "This is a nice surprise. To what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked, tucking away the letter he held. Scara didn't want to admit why he was here, that he dared to miss someone , and instead looked up at the early morning sky. His red face said enough. He knew Kazuha knew that. The pirate samurai laughed under his breath, "well, I'm glad you're here." he placed his head on Scaras shoulder, feeling him just as the touch. He pulled his head back up, "Sorry."
"No! It's fine, if you want to put your head there, that's okay, " Scars said , his whole body tense. He wasn't the biggest fan of being touched , it always made him feel icky. That wasn't the case when Kazuha touched him. However , he always felt overwhelmed with comfort that he didn't know what to do. It wasn't a feeling he hated , but infact craved - he just wished he knew how to express these emotions. Nihida was no help when he got the courage to ask her for advice.
Kazuha hummed and nuzzled his head back into Scaras shoulder.
Scara fidgeted, tracing the lines on his knuckles that were nothing but a reminder on how he was nothing more than a doll welded together for eternity. He didn't like to think about that. He didn't like to think about how he was hundreds of years older than his partner - who's body would one day go cold. He didn't find this fair , hating the fate he'd been given.
Kazuhas hand held onto scaras, warm hands. His breath shuttered slightly, as if he half expected Kazuhas hands to be cold. "You okay?" Kazuha asked , his tone sweet like maple. The blue head nodded his head , "Yes, thank you," he said and tired not to give any of his thoughts away in his words as he began to trace Kazuhas hands. They were much nicer than his.
Kazuha sat up and cupped Scaras face, staring softly at him. "I'm here," he said simply, placing scaras hat by their feet. The words hit scara deep, feeling the overwhelming desire to curle up in his partners arms and just sob, let out his lent up emotions. "I know..." Scara whispered.
"Good," Kazuha gentally stroked the others' cheeks with his thumbs, "so enjoy the time you have with me , make grand memories with me." he placed their foreheads together. Scara squeezed his eyelids closed, "I wanna do that."
The pirate hummed greatfully. He then placed a small kiss on the tip of his partner's nose. Scara quickly moved backwards, not letting go of Kazuhas hands and his face bright red , "wh- what was that?"
Kazuha chuckled and tapped his lips, "A small kiss, did you not like that?" He asked, head tilted to the side like a puppy. "I DID!" Scara dared to be honest and his voice his the high notes , as if he was calling out to dogs.
Kazuha, smiling happily , pulled Scara closer to him. "may I give you a proper kiss then?" He questioned, his voice quite as if he was sharing a deep secret. The two had been dating for just over a month now but never went as far as hugging and holding hands. Neither of them seemed to mind, but right now , Kazuha wanted to kiss his boyfriend's angst away. "Okay- but how?" Scara asked, trying his best to ignore the thumping noise ringing in his ear. Knowing he might lose a kiss if he laughed , Kazuha had made the smart choice and just smiled . He wasn't surprised. Scara didn't know how to kiss , his lifetime had been too eventful for romantic effecting or having to learn what kissing or.... other things were.
"It's just an instinct in which you know, don't worry." Kazuha gave an assuring smile and pecked the others cheek. Scara couldn't help but lean into the touch. "Okay.." he muttered as Kazuha pecked his other cheek and then his forehead and his bridge , then his chin, anywhere but the lips. Scara puffed out his cheeks , "You said you were going to kiss me?" He pouted quietly. "Aha, okay." Kazuha had his fun , and now it was time to gentally press his lips to Scaras. Scara squeezed their hands in an unexpected excitement for this ad he kissed back just as carefully.
From what was a few soft pecks , they turned to a just as innocent make out. Though scara had never done such a thing like this , it felt natural, an instinct as Kauah said. It felt better than any other feeling he had ever felt , he finally understood why humans so often did this with their partners. His wooden heart was bouncing inside his chest rapidly.
He placed one of his hands on top of Kazuhas heart , feeling it beat just as fast. He pulled away with a joyous smile, "You like kissing me," he said , mostly to himself. "Couse I do, you're my boyfriend." he placed one last small kiss on Scaras lips ,"You are my everything."
"So are you?" Scara said without an inch of thought as this felt like an instinct he gained when he met his samurai partner for the first time , Kazuha was his second part. With that, Scara kissed him again, hugging Kazuhas neck with ease.