Riku had meant to ask, or mention something, really. But then the light, and Sora had been saying something, and it had just kind of happened. Really, he thought that he liked it better that way. "I-" he tried to explain, but then Sora was pulling him back down and kissing him again, and there was really nothing more important Sora and this moment. Riku wrapped his arms tighter around Sora and tilted his head back more, sighing deeply.
He thought it would be a lot more awkward, kissing a boy. But it didn't feel like he was kissing a boy; he was kissing Sora. His very best friend Sora with soft lips, tasting like sweet coffee.
Gokudera sat down on Tsuna's bed, checking on each and every bruise and scrape and wound on Tsuna's body. He could tell that they'd been treated, but he was upset that they were there at all. "Bring a jacket just incase," Gokudera suggested. "That way you can wear it if its cold, and not if you feel warm enough."