[Hikaru's wrist slips out of his grasp and he sort of shies away just in case that wild swing comes back at him in such close proximity. He can feel the wall start to squeeze them together it's only a matter of time before this gets more than just a little uncomfortable.]
I can't believe this...
[He's not dying like this that's for sure. He just can't believe that HE has to be the more level-headed one here...
He uses that free hand to sweep in past Hikaru's throat, fingers twisting into the short hair at the back of his head to hold him still. He then goes in for the kill, pressing a firm kiss against Hikaru's mouth.]