Confess and be hanged.
This is the companion fic to "To fabricate unknown-ness."
The title to this is taken from the 31 Days theme for February 11, 2008.
He knows that he isn't supposed to have these sorts of thoughts, but whenever Gokudera comes forward to greet his boss with two kisses, one for each cheek, he's marveling at how soft they feel against his lips, and how Tsuna always smells so wonderful: clean and smooth and pure. They aren't the sort of things that a man is supposed to notice about another man, but he cannot help himself. As such, these past ten years have been torture.
He is, of course, completely unaware of why he feels this way about Tsuna. He did not know that loyalty for another could run so deep, and be that intimate. He would think on it more, but his role as the Storm Guardian keeps him very, very busy.
(Perhaps that is a good thing.)