Junior Senbatsu Arc; Manzai Pair (Short after #137)

Just a little kiss

Oshitari sighed as he turned on the shower. He turned his head back and let the water wash the soap out of his hair. He turned up the heat to the warmest temperature and shivered when the water became scalding. Oshitari shook his head so that water flew through the small space and drummed against the shower-booths walls. He was instantly soaked again.
He raised his hand and looked at it. When he had hit his hand against Amane's chest after their match to get him to stop himself from continuing the manzai routine he had fallen into, he had felt something similar to a spark of electricity.
When he was a seven, he and Kenya had found courts that were off limits, and had crawled under the fence to get there. His ankle had accidentally brushed against a wire of electric chord and he had gotten a shock. He still have a small scar from the burn where he had touched the wire, even though he didn't think it anymore.
The spark from when he touched Amane had shocked him, that the feeling, opposite of his experience as a child, actually felt pleasant.
He dropped his hand to his side and turned his head upwards, allowing the water to beat against his face. Then he turned off the shower and shook his head. As he grabbed his towel, dried his hair and body, he tried to not think of it. He then dressed in loose pants and t-shirt. Then he headed back to his and Amane's shared room.

When he entered and locked the door behind him, he spotted Amane on the younger teens bed.
He looked so peaceful where he lay, tightly wrapped in the covers. Oshitari let out a low chuckle. "Just like a spring-roll." He sat down on his own bed and smiled when he saw Amane's lips move slowly in his sleep as he mumbled something wordless.
He slipped down on the floor and crouched beside the others bed, leaned forward and softly pressed his lips against Amane's.
So soft.. So warm..
He felt that same spark as last time, and pulled away, tumbling back against the floor. His breath was labored, and he felt as if he was under water. It felt as if he couldn't breathe.

This feeling.. This feeling.. What... is it..? Why did I suddenly...?

He crawled back to Amane and rested his arms on the bed, his chin against his arms. "I don't get it..." he mumbled in a low voice. "Why do I feel so... weird..? Amane... Can you explain it to me...?"
He received no answer, and that might be just as well. If Amane found him like this, he would be so embarrassed. Too embarrassed to look the other in the eye for the rest of camp, probably.

He crawled up onto his bed, training his eyes upon Amane for a moment, before he closed them with a sigh. "What's up with me?"
It took a while for him to fall asleep, but when he finally did, he didn't notice anything of the eyes that were gazing upon him. Amane pressed two fingers against his lips and smiled. His giggled and his smile spread over his whole face. He kissed me.
And he rolled around it the bed, getting even more spun into the bedsheets. Happy~