Re: ONCE TORU MAKES HIS WAY BACK TO THE DORMS~
Toru's brain was, to put it kindly, melting down. Heat was all that he could even think about. He felt heat from the blanket, heat from the change of clothes, heat from Noboru's mouth as he kissed him, heat from the rest of Noboru, heat from his own face as he flushed crimson.
It took him a few false starts to get any words out. "Tha... y-you... I... uh... kiss... you... senpai?" He shook his head. "Th-that... it was good, it really was- I just... I..."
What was his objection? Too sudden? Too awkward? If he said that, it wouldn't even be honest. Toru was imbued with a special kind of befuddlement after the kiss. His hands fluttered as he tried to speak, his knees were locked against each other in a gesture of introverted awkwardness. "I, um... never mind, okay. I-it was very good. A-and, um... you do like me, then?"
Told himself again and again that Noboru was just a jerk, Toru did, and he was dead wrong in his assertions. The older boy flirted like a middle school kid. "You did a weird job of showing it, that's for sure... n-not that it's... augh, I don't know what I'm even saying." The boy looked downward, embarrassed.
"...and I didn't even... I'd have never noticed until you did something like this. 'm sorry, Takagi-se- er... Noboru. Noboru-kun would be more appropriate, right? Don't even know anymore..." He drew the blanket in closer. "Y-you, um..."
Suddenly, something sparked up in Toru's eyes, clarity of a kind, and he seized the his roommate's shoulders, not roughly, but purposefully, as his slim fingers could only manage. "You're telling the truth, right? I-I know you just said you were, but I know I told you about Arai before, and..."
"Fuck, I don't even know what I'm saying." Toru's face was terribly, absurdly red, and he did his best by burying it in Noboru's collarbone.