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Michael grinned. “Will you teach me?”
Kylian grabbed his arm and pulled Michael against him. They end up in a headlock with Kylian’s arms loosely wrapped around his neck. “I’ve been teaching you all this while, dumbass.”
Michael released himself and hugged Kylian tight. Their chests were pressed together. The younger man was practically in his lap, his chin tugged in Kylian’s shoulder. Michael showed no signs of wanting to let go, of wanting to separate, so Kylian held him close as awkward as their position was. There was body heat and contact, Michael’s warm breath fanned Kylian’s neck.
A shudder racked through Michael when Kylian’s hand caressed the length of his spine. “I don’t want this to end.”“What?” Kylian asked.
“The World Cup,” Michael mumbled, accent thickened with emotion. “I don’t want it to end.”
Kylian swallowed the curse that almost escaped him. Michael didn’t say this to get a response. He already knew how Kylian felt, what he would say if he were capable of producing lucid words. Instead, he just held Michael tighter. That was the only thing to do.