A smirk could tell so much,
and for them,
it meant a kiss was on its way
A back would be gently pressed against a wall,
and lips would trace a different pair
Feli found his eyes closing gently as he poured his heart into this kiss
as if it was their last
Somehow the feeling never changed of having his stomach seemingly fall out of him
while his heart raced on
He knew that Gilbert had to have known about these feelings that raced across his skin,
unbound by any laws
Gilbert had to have known what their adventures doing reckless things felt like to the North Italian,
Wild and free
as they were,
Feli could dream of nothing else
but this,
the reckless abandon in their movements whether
they kissed like now or scaled rooftops or went far, far, far into the forest,
chasing daylight and meadows
Feliciano had known no one quite like the 'Prussian' that he'd met
No one had convinced him that this city was made for the two of them to explore
and that life was measured by these short moments that felt so very breathless
No one had convinced him before Gilbert that the rules were only suggestions as they were
Feli knew of no one quite like Gilbert,
who lived every day to the fullest
and chased new ideals in the next
Yet Feli didn't doubt this between them
or feel as if Gilbert would leave him with that exuberent passion of his
Feliciano felt safe and definitely in love
as he felt Gilbert's lips mold with his,
and a tongue come out to play.