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Idia really love kisses. He's obsessed with it. Every time Silver visits his room, Idia would bombards his cheeks with his blue lips. Of course he wouldn't do this outside. Sometimes Silver would get a bit annoyed by it, but he accepts in defeat anyway. As long as Idia is grinning from ear to ear, he has no problem being attacked by the smoochinator.
Idia would push Silver to his bed, jumps on him, and cuddles. He did all of it while giggling like a child. And then.... Smooch, smooch, smoooooch he goes. He'll kiss him EVERYWHERE. Well, except on the lips. Idia would nibble his cheeks too if he's feeling extra. It feels like he's being bitten by a spoiled giant cat.
"Help..." Silver playfully pretends to suffocate. His hand reaches the light from the lamp. "Whee hee hee... You're under my curse... The only way to break it is by kissing me back!" His voice changes into somewhat villain-ish.
"I... I'll do anything to be free..." Silver grabs Idia's head in a desperate manner (still playing pretend). He then closes his eyes and pouts, his lips slowly getting closer to Idia's... Only for the blue haired boy to let himself go from bed.
"Y- You fool!! Do you think I would give in so easily?" He proclaims, one hand on his hips and the other pointing at Silver.
"Please... I'm dying..." Silver slowly crawls on the bed, coughing. He's a really bad actor, his face stays poker and his voice is monotonous. Idia founds this a bit funny he almost chuckles, but he remains staying in character. "I'll give you something in exchange... Please release me from this curse."
"Very well! I supposed I'll give you a hand..."
Idia crouches back to his bed. His face is close enough for Silver to kiss. He then whispers.
"Silver."
"Yes?"
"Don't kiss me on my lips..."
Haha... That's why he immediately runs away. The white haired boy chuckles.
Silver pecks Idia on the cheek. The other would giggle, and kisses Silver back.
"You're free to go- Well, don't leave the room, I'm still acting."
"I won't leave until it's time for training." Silver crosses his arms.
"Very well, then... Do you wanna play some games? For the 'exchange' you promised."
Silver sighs. Not him too, just like when his father asks him to play games for 'world peace'. But again, he can't help but agree after seeing his joyful grin from ear to ear.