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Sasaki's lips are one of the languages he shows his love for Miyano. When words fail, he can trust them to speak what Miyano means to him. When his voice gets stuck in his throat, his kisses can convey what sounds can't.
His lips say it better what his mouth cannot put into words. And Miyano replies just the same. Meeting him in between, wave by wave, tasting his love in shared kisses.
Hence, it's not a foreign fact that his boyfriend loves kissing every part of him, particularly his face—most especially—his lips. Miyano learns to live with it. Even enthusiastically revel in it when Sasaki is being so gratuitous in giving it like a starved man who needs to have his ends meet in kissing him.
It's 2 in the afternoon on a Saturday, but the breeze coming from the open window of Miyano's room is cool so it's quite nice. The curtains brushing together and clacking of its metal rings are the only thing that can be heard in a rather quiet room where they are. Miyano's whole attention is still on the papers he is reviewing so Sasaki doesn't want to disturb him (or more like, him trying his best to stop himself from disturbing Miyano) even though he's already done with his assignment.
Miyano is not giving Sasaki even any glance at all for the past five minutes now, his boyfriend is feeling very needy already.
Because this, after all, is still their date.
(Albeit, still studying.)
So, he stops the urge to call for Miyano's attention because the raven head is laser-focused on answering the test in his hand. Biting his pen unconsciously, pondering the question on the test so he would get the answer to it right. He would hate to interrupt the concentration Miyano has right now, even though he thinks he looks the most adorable at this moment and would absolutely love to kiss or even squish his cheeks. Miyano is not aware of this mannerism of his, but Sasaki has noticed it long ago. He has this habit of puckering his lips and puffing his cheeks like that of a squirrel when trying to answer something, moreso when he's focusing. Big, round, and really, who would not want to poke it? It's like he is inviting Sasaki to take a bite on them, just to have a feel how soft it would be.
And that's when Sasaki scolds himself internally. He needs to stop his thoughts because it is getting extra hard to not ask Miyano to give him some attention. He is aware he is being ridiculous right now.
To deter his mind and neediness to something else, he decides to do what he considers to be his favorite hobby ever since he met Miyano—to watch the other without being noticed—Sasaki smiles to himself and proceeds to watch the younger one beside him, instead.
He rests his chin on his palm, putting his elbow above their shared table silently and contentedly looks at Miyano. He watches how Miyano's eyebrows scrunch when he is thinking deeply, or the way he bites his lower lip when contemplating something, or when he slightly looks up on the ceiling to remember something as if the answer is put there above his head. He is just so cute. Sasaki thinks to himself.
Sasaki gets startled though when he hears Miyano sigh a little bit. "Is there something wrong?" He immediately asks him, looking closer to his test paper to check if there is something he needs help with. Their faces are inch closer so he sees Miyano blush a bit. This, too, is what Sasaki finds lovely about him.
"Ah, no. My pen just ran out of ink while I was writing my answer," Miyano explains. "I'll just take another one from my drawer. Wait here, Shuumei-san."
However, when Miyano's about to stand up, Sasaki taps his thigh to stop him. "Don't worry about it, Myaa-chan. I'll go take it, instead. I'm already done with my work, anyway," he says, already standing up then reaching for Miyano's hair to ruffle it gently. Miyano only looks up to him as he is sitting on the floor, giving Sasaki a soft smile and whispering a little thank you that Sasaki hears.
"Where is it, by the way?"
Miyano instructs him, pointing his finger on the drawer his pens are located at. "There, Shuumei-san. On the second one. Left part."
Sasaki opens it and there really is Miyano's set of pens. He's about to close the drawer when something catches his eyes and he can't help but release a breathless "Oh." like it's something that answers a question inside his head he's been having for a long time now.
"Senpai?" Miyano calls his attention as he has taken a little too long already to get the pens for him, "did you find it? Is there no pen there?"
"Oh, no, no… It's actually here," the older of the two clarifies, waving the pen he got, before clearing his throat. "I just saw something...very interesting."
After he says that, Miyano finally realizes what Sasaki's talking about then he blushes furiously, instantly walking to where Sasaki is and closes the drawer with a loud thud. He looks him in the eye, gulps deeply before taking away the pen in Sasaki's hand. "You… just forget it." He walks away again and sit on the floor where they're studying together.
Sasaki chuckles a little bit before sitting beside Miyano again. He takes his hand and squeezes it softly. "Look at me?" he pleads with a small voice.
"Don't make fun of me." Miyano pouts, not looking at him.
"I am not making fun of you," he tells him, caressing the top of his hand more. He clears his throat before continuing, mellowing his voice. "I'm sorry if I made you feel that way, but I promise, it's not my intention at all. I was just really surprised and kinda amazed." he adds, assuring Miyano that it's not what he thinks at all.
"Why are you amazed… that I have… stock of lip balms? Is there even something amazing about that?"
Then Sasaki chuckles yet again, "No, it's not about that…" he trails, "because, I was… I was actually always wondering why you always taste like strawberries and cherries. Guess it was because of this 'no?" Sasaki asks with a grin as he carefully takes out the lip balms on his hand to let Miyano see.
Miyano's face is enough to serve as an answer to that. He turns his head away so he wouldn't have to look at his boyfriend. He's really, really shy right now. He just wants to be eaten by the ground he's sitting on.
Sasaki gently pinches his hand again before pulling his body close to him, practically pulling Miyano up so he could sit on his lap instead. Miyano, although still not looking at him, lets his lover do so. He hides his face on the crook of Sasaki's neck.
"Are you still upset with me, Myaa-chan?" Sasaki softly asks after a moment of silence.
Miyano shakes his head, dipping his head more before muffling an answer, "I'm not upset… or mad. Just shy."
Sasaki hums, nodding, absentmindedly doing soft circles on Miyano's hip to soothe him. "There is nothing to be shy about, really," he says earnestly. "I love it when I kiss you and when I surprisingly get a taste of the lip balm you're using."
Miyano makes a sound of protest again because of what he said, the heat on his face never going away. Sasaki only laughs, "It's true, Myaa-chan. I'm not teasing you."
When another silence follows them, Sasaki breaks it by gently putting a kiss on Miyano's forehead, promptly making the latter look up at him. His round eyes are fully giving him all his focus now, he notes in his mind that made him smile. He discerns how Miyano's cheeks are still red, even his ears down to his neck. Sasaki tightens his hold on Miyano's waist, he's really not prepared to be caught by him at all, Sasaki realizes, which made him feel more sorry now. Not knowing what to say to make him feel that it's really okay, he lifts Miyano's chin a little bit more with his free hand, so he could kiss him properly.
It starts with a peck, just an innocent, chaste kiss. He slowly detaches his lips on Miyano's then looks him in the eye, still caressing his reddened cheek. Sasaki hopes the expression his face has and the smile he can't help but make convey what he wants Miyano to know.
"Yoshikazu," he says, almost breathless. "Do you know that I adore you so much?" He takes his palm and kisses it. "Everything about you." He kisses his eyelid. "All of you." He finally says, looking at him directly.
Miyano gulps, meeting his eyes once again, the same adoration evident in his own, reflecting Sasaki's. This time, even before Sasaki dips his head to taste his lips again, Miyano has moved slightly on his lap already so he could kiss him, too.
They are still relatively inexperienced in kissing like this. There are still knocking of teeth, bumping of noses, and accidental bites on the lips. Miyano's lips are very soft, like how it always is, and his breath is warm, feeling it beneath his nose, it trickles his skin and makes him shiver. Being this close together, they can hear each other's heartbeat more. They are loud, thunderous, threatening to move out of their chest. When Miyano drapes his left arm around Sasaki's shoulders, the other catches how intoxicatingly sweet Miyano's scent is. Then he absentmindedly caresses the tip of Sasaki's ear he can reach which made the latter grunt wantonly, shocked at what the other did but he still quickly recovered.
He stops for a moment, breathing heavily, taking all the air to store in his lungs so he could dive in the sea that is Miyano. He loves him. He loves him. He loves him. He loves him. Sasaki locks eyes with him, drunkenly stares, before whispering weakly, "I want to kiss you more. Please, please, please let me kiss you more."
Miyano nods in a daze, his lips already following where Sasaki's lips are. Sasaki suddenly moves the folding table where they're doing their activities a while ago to create more space for them, which made a lot of sounds. There's scritching on the floor, pens falling and rolling, books creating a loud thud, still, no one bothered to check it.
Sasaki tastes the hunger and excitement in Miyano's sweet lips, he lets himself get lost in it over and over and over again. Like swimming into the water, he's glad he can hold his breath longer to have Miyano's kisses. It's dizzying, dangerous, but worth it.
"Your balm today…" he breaks their kiss one last time as Miyano looks at him still drunk from it. "It's strawberry, isn't it?"
"Huh?" Miyano still hasn't caught up to what he is saying because he's still in a daze of what happened just a second ago. He stares at Sasaki's state. His unruly hair, bright cheeks, and glistening lips… his blinks become slow as it dawns on him one by one, oh my God, did I really do all... that?
They're supposed to be studying!
"Myaa-chan? Are you okay?" Sasaki chuckles at the comical expressions his face is making.
"Shuumei san—!"
"Mhm?"
"I...I...I—"
With this, Sasaki really cannot stop himself from laughing loudly. Did he really malfunction? He just wanted to snatch a little attention from him, but he didn't plan to completely take him away from his review. "Mhm? So am I right about my guess that you're using a strawberry-flavored balm today?"
Miyano stops from stuttering, blushing hard once again, then shyly admits to his boyfriend, "Yeah…"
He's not too sure if he can go back to studying now.
Well... so much for trying to do a study date.