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It was seemingly another interesting drama that was surrounding their little group. Igarashi had been cornered by Mutsumi- begging him with pleading eyes to teach him what there was to know about romancing a woman.
No doubt from his mess-up with Kae during their little hotel situation, and whilst Igarashi was still hurting a bit over being rejected, it had been long enough to dull the pain to help the helpless guy out.
So, he added Nanashima, Mutsumi, and Shinomiya to a group chat and told them all to meet him at Shinomiya’s house. It was the only one where there wasn't any supervision after all.
“I still don’t get why you gathered us all here, I didn’t want to hear any of that,” Nana retorted, sitting on the floor next to Shinomiya.
Igarashi sighed and rubbed his forehead, “do you think I want to do this? No, you’re stuck in this with me,” he motioned to Mu who was looking awfully meek, “we need to give this guy some advice.”
“WHAT- why would you even ask me that? I haven’t even had my first kiss yet! Igarashi you’re awful!” Shinomiya cried as his head went into his hands.
“Sorry Shino. I’m aware, it’s just that no one’s at your house so it was the most convenient meeting spot,” the green haired male replied, rather nonchalantly.
“You monster!”
“So anyways, do you have any advice, Nana?” Igarashi asked, turning to look over at his friend who didn’t look that interested in the topic.
The ginger hummed, leaning his chin into the palm of his hand, “why do I even have to talk about that kind of stuff?”
But he tensed immediately when he saw Mu giving him pleading eyes as he pressed his forefingers together, “help me, help me…”
“Ugh- fine, but I mean I act on instinct. It’s whatever the mood seems to be; is where I make my decisions, you know? Got to go with the flow,” he answered, shrugging a shoulder.
At the eyes of everyone staring at him he began to flail, “I’ve only ever made out with chicks! I’ve missed opportunities! Kill me! Kill meeee!”
“Senpaiiiii!” Shinomiya cried sympathetically.
Igarashi sighed as Mu looked at him expectantly and he just wanted to perish off the face of the earth, “you two are seriously no help.”
Nanashima sat up almost immediately, “what? So you’re saying YOU’VE got experience?”
“Well, yeah.”
Igarashi dodged a decorative pillow that was thrown at his face and Mu tugged on his sleeve- those eyes still as empty as before, like a cat’s. No thoughts.
“Teach us master Igarashiiii!”
“Aw damn, I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this…” Igarashi grumbled, “gather around you virgins, I’ll answer your questions!”
“MASTER!”
“When do you take the clothes off?!”
“Is it okay to kiss with tongue from the start!”
“That stuff depends on the mood, and how she responds- you have to act accordingly.”
“That makes no sense!” -S
“Show us what you mean!” -N
“…” -M
Igarashi wanted to fall into a deep void. Man. Why was he stuck doing this shit? Because he was a good man and a good friend. He sighed.
He sat on the floor with the rest of them in a circle, “okay, fine, I can show you some examples- you know, less detailed I guess… Shino, you’ll be the test dummy,” he pointed to the ash haired boy.
“What- me? Why??”
“Because I refuse to do this sort of thing with Nana, that’s so uncomfortable to even think about (“Hey!” -N) , and I can’t do this with Mutsumi because he won’t be able to properly see what I mean from my perspective. You’re the only option left.”
Shinomiya felt his face burn and he hung his head in shame, “can’t you use a pillow or somethinggg?”
“Yeah sure, if you want to absolutely not get what I mean at all.”
Nana shoved the shorter boy over to Igarashi, “just get it over with you big baby, it’s just practice, GODD.” Though he was finding the situation hilarious.
“Good luck, Shinomiya!” Mu voiced his encouragement with that kind smile of his.
Shinomiya whined- but he awkwardly shimmied over to Igarashi, “okay- so now what do I do?”
“Just follow my lead,” Igarashi said simply. He grabbed Shino’s shoulders before gently pushing him onto the ground- looking at the others, “when you’re about to do things, a good place to start is a lying down position. Obviously as you get more experienced you’ll try out other positions blah blah blah-“
Oh my god I’m going to die- why am I here?? Why am I the one to be pinned down under Igarashi?? Whyyyyyyyyy Shinomiya’s thoughts were running wild, his face a deep shade of crimson.
Igarashi finished his talking and honestly Shino didn’t hear a single word after the word positions. Already he felt like he was going to melt into a puddle. Why was he feeling so embarrassed?
He glanced over to Mu and Nana and they seemed to be eagerly taking mental notes. Igarashi looked back down at Shinomiya and felt a lump build up in his throat. I know he’s pretty and all for a guy… but when he’s blushing like that he really doesn’t seem like… he cleared his throat.
“Okay- so anyways, after you do the kissing you make sure you touch your partner’s body. Women have a bunch of sensitive spots so it’s nice on your partner if you try putting in the effort to make them feel nice,” he explained like a professional.
The soccer player brought his hands to Shino’s waist, eyes still on the two other guys, “you can- blah blah blah blah…”
Eek- it’s gonna happen!
He felt larger hands touch his waist, obviously supposed to be a lot different if his clothes were off and thank god Igarashi didn’t ask him to do that.
Would Iga have asked that..? Would I actually listen? Nononono thoughts- begone!
The hands carefully made their way up his body as Iga continued to explain, stopping his movements every time he did so to point out a certain spot or whatever, but Shino’s brain was long gone and he was no longer listening.
Igarashi looked back down at Shino again, and he felt his own face heat up a bit. Okay… so he picked Shino to be the assistant, but… it wasn’t because of anything special. But why was Shinomiya looking like that? He was way too red, granted he was probably embarrassed. But the green haired male noticed Shino squirming every time his hands were on him.
Ah… I see.
Igarashi cleared his throat again, and Mutsumi, the ever so caring senior, shot him a concerned expression, “are you feeling sick?”
Shinomiya yelped, his hands slamming against Igarashi’s shoulders- though unfortunately he was built like a brick house and didn’t move, “why on EARTH would you get this close to me if you were sick??”
“Oh calm down, I’m not sick,” he exhaled heavily, “I’m fine, my throat is just dry from talking,” he explained. A lie, but who would know.
Nana apparently, from the way he was staring at Igarashi’s face, but he didn’t say anything. It wasn’t his business.
Shinomiya was still huffing about germs and viruses and whatever else- so Igarashi grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the floor beside the other’s head- effectively shutting him up.
“Right- now , are there any questions?” He asked Mu and Nana, he honestly didn’t care if Shino had questions, he figured the other wasn’t going to get laid any time soon and most women that would want to be with him would have to take the lead anyways.
Probably someone like Nishina- but whatever. He wasn’t gonna crush the kid’s heart like that, just let him be part of the discussion and be done with it.
“Wa-Wait! You didn’t even answer mine about kissing!” Shinomiya complained, wiggling around from his spot trying to get leverage to get up. It was in vain.
Igarashi was just exhausted with the whole situation, he didn’t plan on showing any examples or being a visual prop- but he should’ve expected that at the very least.
“What? You can add tongue whenever you kiss, it doesn’t matter when,” he told him before pausing, “unless you’re literally going at her with your tongue out- then that’s wild and weird.”
“Ew! No! I just- ugh- I don’t know, I’ve never kissed anyone before so how would I even know how to do that kind of thing?” Shinomiya explained, exasperated as his face was as pink as- well, pretty pink.
Nanashima hummed in thought before nodding his head in understanding, “yeah yeah, I think I see where Miya’s coming from.”
“Oh I know! What about a demonstration?” Mutsumi suggested, clapping his hands together as if he just thought of the best idea ever. If you look close enough you might be able to see the lightbulb lit up above his head.
The ginger nodded along, seemingly amused by this turn of events, “yeah! Show us how you kiss, Iga~” he taunted him.
Are these idiots trying to test my patience? He could swear he felt a vein bulging out his head, but he looked down at Shinomiya and let go of his wrists to let him up.
Shinomiya sighed in relief as he sat up, his face cooling down a bit from being out of the awkward position he was in, but he quickly nodded his head, “yes yes! What they said! It would be a much easier way for us to see what you mean!” He agreed, though his thoughts were completely innocent compared to Nana’s.
He figured Igarashi would just grab a pillow or something- or maybe kiss Nana since they’ve kissed twice now. Mostly cuz they were two unwinnable situations … but hey you never know.
However, Igarashi had a face of annoyance, “fine- you guys want to see a kiss so bad, you’ll get one,” with that he grabbed Shino by the cheeks with one hand, and pulled the other to meet his own.
Honey eyes widened when he was tugged forward and felt his lips against something warm. That something being Igarashi’s mouth.
The first year couldn’t move- he felt frozen in his spot as Igarashi’s clearly more experienced lips moved against his very very inexperienced ones.
His heart was hammering in his chest, he could feel the blood rushing to his head as Igarashi squeezed his jaw to part his mouth open, sliding his tongue in.
Why- what- uhhhhh…. Huh???? He’s- he’s kissing me! He’s really kissing me! That’s- that’s gay! But- wh-why can’t I pull away??
Igarashi honestly didn’t even notice what he was doing at first. He was just tired of being everyone’s teacher and having them ask him embarrassing questions, having to basically describe what he does in his intimate moments, that he just decided, fuck it. I’ll kiss him and get this whole thing over with.
What he wasn’t expecting, was the kiss… to not be that bad. Shino’s lips were soft, like pillows, and his mouth care was definitely a priority for the germaphobe so there wasn’t any aftertaste.
As he was mentally writing down all these notes- he heard Nana give a whistle. It seemed to snap him out of it. Oh my god- he quickly pulled away, putting his hands awkwardly on Shino’s shoulders and patting.
“Uhhh… so yeah, there you go, no more questions.”
Nanashima was laughing his ass off, rolling around on the floor like a child. Mutsumi was just nodding and writing down notes in his little mushroom shaped notebook.
I’m going to kill him. Nana, not Mu. Mu was an angel who could do no wrong.
Then he gasped and looked over to Shinomiya again, who seemed stuck in a daze. His fingertips were touching his now wet lips and his blushing face just made his eyes brighter.
“Oh man, Shino, I’m so sorry- that was your first kiss too,” fuck now he felt like a jackass. Taking this guy’s first kiss just because he was annoyed with his friends asking too many questions about things they weren’t experienced with.
Shino flinched, startled out of his stupor, before he quickly shook his head- clearing his own throat, “n-no it’s fine! Haha… uhm…. Guess first hand experience is better than none…” he halfheartedly assured. Why am I not more upset with him for kissing me? Wh..Why do I want him to kiss me again? Was it him? Or was it… was it the feeling of it that made him feel so giddy.
Igarashi stared at him for a moment, concern obvious on his face, before he nodded. He looked back over at Mutsumi, “do you think you know what to do now?”
“I think so, I really appreciate you all taking the time to help me out with this,” Mutsumi replied gratefully, a smile ever so present on his face.
Shinomiya stood up, “I’ve got to go give Thor her vitamins, I’ll be right back,” he informed, rushing out of the room as he rubbed his cheeks- willing them to return to normal.
Nanashima scooted over to Igarashi, “dude, you like- really kissed him,” he said playfully.
“Ugh, yeah I know, I didn’t mean to- I was just annoyed with your teasing and just snapped,” Igarashi hung his head in shame.
Mutsumi was gathering up his stuff, but he got up and gently patted Iga’s head, “don’t worry, Shinomiya didn’t seem upset- just surprised. You should have asked for consent first, so maybe apologize to him again on your own time,” he told him, giving him another smile.
“Heading out?” Nana asked.
“Yes, I have club activities early tomorrow morning so I have to get some sleep- thank you again for tonight!” Mu replied, “oh- and tell Shinomiya bye for me!”
The ginger grunted as he stood up as well, “hey wait up, I’ll walk with you to the station,” he looked back at Igarashi, “I’m heading out too, try not to get too handsy when we leave,” he giggled- dodging Igarashi’s slipper.
The two of them left and it was just Igarashi sitting alone in his kouhai’s living room. Mutsumi’s words rang in his head about consent and he sighed guiltily- running his fingers through his hair. Yeah… Shino seemed like the type to like it when people asked for consent- especially with his clean habits.
Wait… why am I thinking solely about him liking consent from me? It’s not like I wanted to kiss him in the first place enough to think about things like consent. Ugh now even my thoughts are making me sound like a jackass.
“Igarashi?”
The older teen snapped out of his thoughts and looked up to see Shinomiya looking down at him with furrowed eyebrows and a scrunched nose. Key signs of worry from the young tsundere. When their eyes met, Shino relaxed a little and looked over at the door where he noticed two pairs of shoes were missing, “did the two of them leave?”
“Ah- yeah,” Igarashi awkwardly stood up from his spot on the floor, walking over to Shinomiya.
Suddenly he felt very conscious of the other. His height, where his eyes only met Iga’s nose, his hair and lash colors- they were light and unique… no wonder he stood out. Though he couldn’t quite figure out why people would bully him for it, he thought it made him look pre… pretty.
Shinomiya bit the inside of his cheek as Igarashi looked him over. As if he was analyzing him. Did… did he look weird or something? Oh no, I can feel myself starting to blush again…
“So-“
“I’m sorry!”
Yellowed eyes blinked in surprise at the apology, “what?”
Igarashi scratched his cheek, “I’m… sorry for kissing you, especially without asking first. I know you said it was fine- but I still feel like a dick for doing so. I was just trying to get Nana off my back and felt awkward through the whole demonstration thing…” he explained.
“Oh,” Shinomiya didn’t realize how embarrassing it must have been for Igarashi to say all of those things… for him to show examples and talk about his history- yeah… Shino would have felt mortified too. He sucked in a small breath, “well… if you feel sorry for kissing me without my consent. You could… always ask me first the next time you get the urge,” he knew it was a tease, but the younger male left a little bit of truth in there.
Plum colored eyes widened. Is… Shino flirting with me? Igarashi wondered, staring at the boy in front of him who was progressively getting more and more flustered.
“I-I was just kiddi-“
“Can I kiss you again?”
Shinomiya squeaked at the question. Igarashi looked genuine and it made his heart burst. Was he messing with him? He chewed his bottom lip in thought, “why..?” He finally asked.
“Earlier when I kissed you… it didn’t feel weird or gross like I thought it would, you know, because you’re a guy (“You don’t have to iterate that.”). Thought it would be, I don’t know, good to try it again without gross guys like Nana staring at me,” he replied smoothly.
Wow. He’s definitely… Shino pursed his lips, before sucking a breath in. “Y-Yeah… you can…” he accepted.
Igarashi went slower this time, gently cupping his face with one hand, and the other resting on his hip. Iga felt him exhale the intake of air when their noses brushed together, and he watched as honey eyes disappeared behind fluttering eyelashes as their lips met.
Yeah he should probably close them, but he wanted to see Shinomiya’s reactions to the kiss. Kissing him for real. It was easier this time, no unwanted attention, and Shino just melted under the soccer player’s touch.
Igarashi kissed him sweetly, sliding their lips together until Shino could get the memo and follow along as best as he could. Now this was a real demonstration that the shorter boy could take to heart.
His lips… they feel rough, but… also confident. What does that even mean, brain? Aaaa… words- I’m losing my thoughts… Shinomiya let out a gasp- not used to kissing so he didn’t realize he had to breathe through his nose.
That caused the taller male to chuckle and carefully flick his tongue between the other’s pink lips. This time… this time he could take all the time in the world for savoring each thought he had about Shino’s mouth.
Pale hands reached up to cling to the white sleeves of the other, gripping tightly as his head was tilted back at an angle to allow him to explore. He had never dreamt of a kiss like this.
Honestly- he acted like he was going to get all kinds of girls and be super experienced, but he had no idea what that really meant or would feel like. The idea of kissing when he was alone used to gross him out. The exchange of germs? Yuck. But, he couldn’t let the other guys know that- they’d make fun of him for not being a man!
But this kiss- was way different than he ever could have imagined. He felt like he was being taken care of, like Igarashi understood his nerves, like he… like he was floating. Losing his head in the clouds.
A squeak escaped Shino’s mouth as Igarashi sucked on the tip of his tongue- making Igarashi grin at the noise. But, he couldn’t let this go too far. A kiss would be just enough.
So Igarashi carefully pulled away, gently pecking the other’s lips to get rid of the strand that connected them. “Was that a better kiss?”
“Th-That…” Shino turned crimson before whining, “you jerk- of course it was, you’re the only one here with experience!”
Igarashi chuckled and put his hand on Shinomiya’s ashen hair, ruffling, “yeah- I know. I’ve got to head out, it’s getting late,” he informed.
“O-Okay.”
The kouhai walked his senpai to the door where Igarashi swooped down to whisper in his ear, “just so you know, your kiss was really sweet,” before leaving with a wink.
Shinomiya stood there, stunned, before slamming his door shut. “Smooth talker…”
Igarashi himself was walking towards the train station, staring up at the sky. He had a small smile on his face before he looked down at his phone and opened Nana’s contact on LINE.
Igarashi: I think I’m bi.