A/N: Prompt: "first kiss/confession"
"I love you."
Akira could pinpoint the exact moment Mishima's brain crashed to a halt at the curly-haired boy's sudden declaration. Mishima's mouth fell slack as his eyes widened to an almost comical degree. A blush instantly reddened the shorter male's cheekbones.
Shit. Where was his suave timing when he needed it the most? Now he feared he might have broken his crush.
While he desperately tried to think of damage control, Mishima started shaking his head.
"…I-I, hah, sorry, I could have s-sworn you said…" His tongue fumbled over the syllables. Mishima scrubbed the back of his neck, and his gaze bore into the table. "Ignore me, I, uh, totally misheard—"
"You didn't." Akira had wanted to plan a more romantic confession than this, but he had no intention of denying it. Taking a deep breath, he wiped his palms against his jeans.
Mishima jerked and his eyes jumped to Akira. Slowly, as if his mind struggled to even consider the new information, he lowered his hand. "You…really…?"
When the other nodded, Mishima swallowed thickly. The shorter remained silent for several moments before abruptly releasing a disbelieving chuckle. "I can't…holy shit."
A cold, heavy weight settled in Akira's stomach. He knew it was a possibility that the other wouldn't return his feelings, but—
"I think you're an idiot for saying that to me, of all people," Mishima remarked. However, a grin ever so slowly dawned on his face. "Especially when I already convinced myself you'd never like me back."
Realization struck Akira like the sun rising to illuminate the dark earth. Sweet giddiness rushed into his chest. "Of course I do. I've been wanting to tell for the longest time, but I didn't know how you'd react." He paused, and the serious gleam in his eyes caused Mishima to wonder what he was preparing to say next. "Can I kiss you?"
Once Mishima shook off the shock and nodded, Akira leaned over and closed the distance between them. At first the website administrator stayed stock still, as if moving the slightest bit would shatter the scene and throw him back into reality, but the excitement thrumming in his veins soon spurred him on. Tilting his head, he pressed his lips harder against the Phantom Thief's, desiring to seek more now that he's had a taste.
Unfortunately, his right mind returned to say that hey, maybe he should slow down and stop being greedy. He reluctantly pulled away. "That was probably too much."
"Not at all." Akira smirked in satisfaction. "That's the kind of selfish I like."