To say that he liked him would be a bit of an understatement, he supposed.
"Are you ok?" His annoying (his jawline could stand to be handsome if he took care of himself, he thought) face and those bland eyes (layered underneath a deep care and tender accidental touches of the arm that he kept to himself) that were (admittedly striking if he stopped looking at that screen of his all the time)
"Your face looks really stretched."
He grinned wide, wider, his cheeks were straining to work their magic (he knew him too well and he hated it but he wanted those dark eyes to scream out to him)
"Maybe you're just jealous of my youthful, elastic face."
He stared at him for a long while (his palms were sweaty, he couldn't wipe them on the couch now) and shit (don't get up don't get up)
"You're acting really weird today."
He laughed (his cheeks were red, so red, don't come any closer) and he leaned a little more into the couch. "Don't touch me weirdo," he wanted to say, but then his hand brushed away the little bangs collecting at the left of his forehead and brushed them, too tenderly (no) behind his ear and his eyes were
(red)
and his own weren't
(but his cheeks were, dammit)
and (no) his palm cupped his cheek, and the calloused pad of his thumb rubbed over his forehead.
(no no no no)
"You have lines on your forehead," he murmured, and Kano tried again
"don't touch me"
"stupid"
but his voice hitched in his throat. His thumb flicked his forehead-
"Who's old now?" and grinned, and Kano would be damned if he didn't turn the stupidest shade that his precious sister who had liked this stupid man so much treasured the most in the world.
it's burning it's burning my forehead is burning
That little sly smile that sent his heart bouncing all over the place, he hated it, damn that NEET, he hated this man who had killed his sister-
He paused a little at the doorway and pulled on his jacket, red fluttering.
"Smile."
The door closed and Kano sunk into the couch, chuckling a little. He wiped his forehead, but it was as red as his cheeks, his nose, everything but his eyes for once.
"You got me."
A/N: look at me pulling a disappearing act for a month and coming back with BL on valentines day (I'm so lonely wtf hahahhahaaa I'm just running from reality) i got sucked into a dEEp (deep i tell you) hole called kPoP and i am going to tell you
it is not an easy hole to get out of.
but I've managed to get out of the loop a little and return to kagepro with (lots) lots? (lots) of parenthesis (lolololol i know it's kinda weird) so it'll take me a while to get back into writing because of
must i repeat in fear of getting back in the loop
k P oP
and anyways, in summary: I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm back!? (forgive me) ;w;)w;)w;)