Title: Kiss Kiss
Pairing: Gokudera/Yamamoto
Summary: The boys get distracted during a mission.
Notes: I own nothing.
It was supposed to be a simple mission, just some old fashioned spying to figure out whether a family that had sworn allegiance to the Vongola really meant it or not. There had been suspicions and allegations thrown around, so Tsuna sent Gokudera and Yamamoto to the city with orders to stay out of sight.
So, naturally, they had to be moments away from being discovered.
The street wasn't too busy, so they couldn't just hide amongst a crowd, and the three men walking ever closer – they hadn't seen the two yet, but damn it was only a matter of seconds – were obviously not in any mood for kindness. They might have discovered that Vongola agents were in town, because Gokudera had found information that the family was planning a takeover just that morning, and dammit, they already knew Gokudera's face as Tsuna's right hand man, but his boss did not want him starting any wars when they were down there, and what was he supposed to do?
Yamamoto had seen them too, and before Gokudera knew it, the other man had pulled him into an alley and pressed him into the wall. The dirt from the bricks was messing up his suit and he was ready to hiss demands at Yamamoto when he felt a pair of lips descending onto his.
The taller man had angled himself and pressed his body so tightly against Gokudera's that he swore he could feel every muscle tensing against him. His hands were on either side of the smaller man's head, fingers pressing every strand of silver hair down to his skull as he tilted his face, dragging his lips to the corner of a still Gokudera.
The smaller man's breath hitched, mentally screaming at the Rain Guardian, asking what the fuck he thought he was doing, but he stayed silent, not wanting the members of the other family to look over and find them.
Oh, he thought, the idea just occurring to him, that's what he's trying to do.
Yamamoto was covering the majority of his body, face, and hair because he knew Gokudera was so recognizable. The Storm Guardian relaxed and allowed himself to play along, pressing his own kisses against Yamamoto's mouth. When the other man took that as an invitation to deepen the kiss, Gokudera let him into his mouth, groaning softly and slipping his hands to Yamamoto's hips, gripping him closer.
He realized that the other family had probably already walked by, but it was so easy to melt into Yamamoto's embrace.
Later, he thought as he let out another soft groan, getting an answering moan in response. I'll think about that later.
This had been long since coming.