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Now that he’s allowed to actually do it and not just think about doing it, kissing Reki has quickly become one of Langa’s favourite things to do. It settles something deep in his soul and allows his brain to grow quiet for a while.
However, like most things involving his boyfriend, it doesn’t come without its little quirks.
(They just make Langa love him even more.)
*
The first quirk that Langa notices when it comes to kissing Reki is the fact that the redhead boy smiles into their kisses almost constantly.
Whether it be that Langa initiates the kiss or Reki, after a few moments the redhead will be smiling into the kiss.
He even smiled into the first kiss they ever shared, both of them huddled under a shared blanket at the beach.
Whenever it happens, there’s a small little spark of warmth that will make its way through Langa’s heart. Reki kisses him because he loves him, of course, but when Langa feels him smile against his mouth, inevitably interrupting their kiss, it solidifies the fact in his mind that Reki loves him.
Langa brought it up once, braced over his boyfriend with his fingers tangled in red hair and a kiss interrupted by Reki unable to stop smiling into it.
“You do that a lot, you know.” The words are spoken against Reki’s swollen lips, and Langa’s cheeks flush slightly when he notices just how wrecked his voice already sounds.
Reki lets his eyes flutter open so he can see Langa’s face, the fingers he had working under the blue-haired boy's shirt pausing as he tips his head against the bed. “Do what?”
Langa hums quietly as he presses a kiss to Reki’s bottom lip, and he has to muffle a laugh when his boyfriend squirms under him. “You smile when we kiss.”
Reki stares at him for a moment before he lets out a soft noise, turning his head to the side so he’s looking away from Langa’s face as he grips the other’s sides. “I can’t help it! I’m just so damn happy that I get to actually do it.”
Using the fingers still tangled in Reki’s hair, Langa tugs his boyfriend’s face back so they’re looking at each other again. “I never said it was a bad thing, baby.”
Reki huffs as the flush on his cheeks darkens even more, and he leans up to press his mouth back to Langa’s.
*
The second quirk that Langa notices when it comes to kissing Reki comes a few weeks after he notices the first.
They’re sitting side-by-side on Langa’s bed with their backs against the wall, Reki’s math workbook between them when Reki starts to squirm.
Letting out a soft noise of inquiry, Langa glances over at the other boy instead of continuing the exposition he was giving. Reki is chewing on the side of his pencil, bright eyes scanning rapidly over the page before he writes down an answer to the equation they were working through.
“That’s it, right?” Reki’s eyes are bright and looking between Langa and the paper, his body still squirming slightly as he waits.
Langa pulls the workbook closer to himself so he can see what his boyfriend has written down better, looking over the problem before he nods. “It’s right.”
Reki laughs loudly as he claps to himself once, looking up at Langa with a happy flush to his cheeks. “Hell yeah! Thank you so much, babe. You’re the best.”
Langa starts to say something in return before he feels warm hands against his cheeks and Reki is pulling him closer to kiss him firmly. The hand Langa was holding onto the workbook goes instead to grip one of Reki’s thighs as the redhead lets out a soft noise into the kiss.
-
From there, anytime Reki gets really excited about something and then goes to kiss Langa, the older boy can almost always bet on Reki’s hands coming up cradle his face.
Reki’s warm palms will stay on Langa’s cheeks for the beginning of the kisses, calloused thumbs brushing along his jawline and he makes sure to keep Langa in place.
(Eventually, of course, his hands find something else to do. Like take Langa’s shirt off. That’s good too.)
*
The third thing Langa notices comes a bit later, as it usually happens in the early mornings or late at night when he’s curled around Reki in either of their beds, halfway between wakefulness and sleeping.
This time, they’re curled up in Langa’s bed with the moonlight coming through his window shrouding everything in silver. His mom is working nights for the next few weeks, so he and Reki are taking advantage of a quiet house and staying at his place for once.
Langa is on his side, one of his arms being used as a pillow for Reki’s cheek as his other hand brushes lightly over his boyfriend’s bare side. Ever so often he’ll brush his thumb along the lines of stretch marks that cover Reki’s hip just to see his boyfriend shiver.
It’s not long before Langa can feel his eyes start to drift shut, and he draws Reki closer to himself so he can press one last kiss to his boyfriend’s mouth before he ends up falling asleep. The kiss is soft, and as he usually does, Reki brings one of his hands up to cup Langa’s cheek as he kisses him back.
“Good night, sweetheart.”
Reki’s voice is quiet in the stillness of the room, and Langa feels him more than sees him move closer. As he’s sliding fully into sleep, he barely registers the feeling of soft kisses being pressed across his cheeks and forehead.
-
Langa comes awake a few hours later to the feeling of the bed shifting, and when he manages to open his eyes enough to see what’s going on, he catches a glimpse of Reki climbing back into bed.
When he notices that Langa is awake, he gives him a sheepish smile as he curls back into Langa’s chest, his bare feet tucking between Langa’s thighs as his head settles on the edge of the pillow Langa’s laying on. “Sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Langa hums quietly as he just barely shakes his head, his hand finding it’s place on Reki’s bare hip once again. “C’est bon, c’est bon…”
Reki laughs as he scoots closer, pressing a kiss to the corner of Langa’s mouth before he peppers them all over his face- Reki covers his cheeks, his forehead, even the bags under his eyes with kisses. “You’re so fucking cute, dude.”
Langa mumbles something under his breath as he tightens his hand on Reki’s hip, shifting them around until he’s got Reki’s wild hair tucked under his chin. He slides his arm so he’s fully holding Reki around the waist, and he moves just enough to press his own kiss to the top of Reki’s head before he settles back down.
*
The fourth thing Langa notices doesn’t take nearly as long for him to pick up on.
Reki is, by nature, really affectionate. He always has to be touching Langa in some way.
His favorite thing lately, however, has been resting his head against Langa’s shoulder.
Langa hit a growth spurt a couple months after the move, and so now Reki is at shoulder height to him rather than them being almost eye-to-eye.
However.
Reki doesn’t just rest his head against Langa’s shoulder without pressing a kiss to it first.
Wherever Reki decides that his cheek is going to rest is where he presses a kiss to. Sometimes it’s the outside of Langa’s shoulder, like if they’re sitting on the roof of the school at lunch. Other times, it’s the back of his shoulder, if he’s hugging Langa from behind.
He’s also been known to do it like he’s doing now, with a kiss being pressed to the front of Langa’s shoulder as the redhead buries his face there, his shaky hands hiding under the back of Langa’s sleep shirt as they stand in the entryway to Langa’s kitchen.
Langa has one of his hands splayed between Reki’s shoulder blades, the other holding onto the redhead's hip as he rubs his thumb against the small expanse of skin that’s showing by the others shirt riding up.
“You okay, baby?” Langa makes sure to keep his voice quiet, not wanting to disrupt the stillness that comes with being awake late into the night.
Reki takes in a deep breath before he nods once, swallowing hard before he speaks. “I woke up and you were gone and I just…panicked.”
Langa makes a noise of understanding as he leans down to press a kiss to Reki’s hair, moving both of his hands to the other’s hips to squeeze tightly as he does so. “I get it. I was just trying to get some water.” Pressing one more kiss to his boyfriend’s hair, Langa straightens up and tugs gently at the other boy. “Come on, back to bed.”
They don’t speak as they make their way back to Langa’s room, both of them crawling into the bed and settling down after a few moments.
There’s a kiss pressed to Langa’s shoulder before Reki’s cheek finds its home there, one of his arms thrown tightly over Langa’s stomach.
It doesn’t take long for either of them to fall back asleep after that.
*
The last thing that Langa notices about kissing Reki, and the one thing he will never let anyone else become aware of, is the noise that Reki makes when Langa deepens their kisses.
Langa has Reki pinned between the wall of his workshop and his own body, a few of his fingers hooked in the belt loops of the other boy's jeans as Reki’s hands move from Langa’s cheeks into his hair.
Tugging slightly at the other's belt loops so they’re pressed together, Langa bites down gently on Reki’s bottom lip before soothing the sting with his tongue.
In response, Reki lets out the most beautiful of moans that has Langa’s blood igniting.
Breaking away from his boyfriend’s mouth for just a moment, the blue-haired boy takes in a few breaths against the tanned skin of Reki’s cheek before brushing a kiss there.
“Reki, you sound so beautiful.”
The words come out rough from Langa’s mouth, and he presses another kiss to the other’s cheeks when a blush explodes across Reki’s cheeks.
“Langa, you can’t just say things like that!”
Blinking at the shorter boy, Langa tips his head in a faux sign of innocence, fighting back a smile as he does so. “I can’t?”
Reki sighs as he shakes his head, using the fingers in Langa’s hair to pull him back to his mouth as he murmurs with fondness to his tone, “God, you’re such a little shit.”
If Langa makes sure to keep in mind how each thing he does to Reki makes the other let out different noises, well.
That’s only for him to know.
*
The first time Langa tells Reki that he loves him, the other boy says it back with both of his hands on Langa’s cheeks, peppering kisses across pale cheeks before he kisses him firmly.
Both of them smile into that kiss.