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Teru didn't expect this. But he surely was glad it happened.
Teru had been sitting alone on his bed. There was a line futon on the ground not so far from there. He was waiting for Mob to get done changing in the bathroom. This was probably their twentieth sleepover together—not that Teru was counting, of course!!—and they usually rotate houses every three sleepovers. For a change of scenery , Teru had said. In reality he just wanted to be in the Kageyama household.
He wanted to know what it felt like living with Mob, let alone sleeping so close to him to the point that he could hear his quiet, rhythmic breathing as he slept. It… calmed Teru, yet always sent a certain shiver down his spine. A warm one.
But now…?
Teru's waiting for the younger esper soon turned into fidgeting. And eventually, he began daydreaming.
Realities where Mob liked him. Where he would hold his hand, hug back with a certain hold that practically tells he doesn't want to let go. Realities where… Mob kisses him on the mouth. Whether it be a light, nervous peck, or a long, romantic one. Something that would leave Teru absolutely breathless.
Not that much time passed before Teru was snapped out of his thoughts by a soft knock.
He chuckled, "You don't have to knock, y'know…"
The door opened a peek, "Sorry… My mother makes me knock before entering someone else's room, no matter the situation…"
A thoughtful hum, "That's reasonable…"
Mob opened the door more, now entering the room. He closed it behind him.
A thought crossed Teru's mind. He wanted Mob closer.
"Come sit." Teru patted the sheets next to himself, scooting over for Mob to sit down next to him.
Mob swiftly walked over and sat on the bed, "Did… you want to talk about something, Hanazawa-kun?"
A bit startled, said blonde shook his head, "Ah, not really. Wouldn't want you to stand around would we? I would be a horrible host for that, you know…"
A short giggle, "I suppose so."
Silence hit the two like a ten pound brick. It felt suffocating to Teru. But… he didn't know what to talk about. Despite being the more sociable of the two, as he had tons of friends over the years, he cannot think of the words to form a sentence, heck, any sentence for that matter. He was nervous now.
Mob broke the oh so painful silence with a small, "um…"
Teru immediately perked up at the… would you call 'um' a word? There certainly isn't any definition in any dictionary you could pluck right off a library bookshelf. Would it technically be a sound?
Teru could've sworn Mob's face is redder than normal.
"You… know a lot about relationships, right, Hanazawa-kun?"
Teru would be lying if he said he didn't get at all surprised there. But soon the surprise morphed into a sort of sorrow. This must be about Tsubomi.
"I sure do!" He tried keeping an optimistic attitude, "Do you need advice on asking someone out, or…?"
As soon as Teru lengthened the 'or,' Mob seemed to hesitate on whatever he was going to say. He looked like he was getting redder.
"I…" he took a short moment to gulp down his anxiety, "I want to know how to k-kiss people… And I… er…" Mob nervously fidgeted with his hands, "...want you to show me how…"
Panic slowly enveloped Teru as he processed what Mob just said. Flushed, he sputtered a small, "P… pardon ..?"
"I-I want you to show me how… like… maybe… I-I could practice with y-you…?" The raven haired esper fidgeted with his hands more, lightly picking at his fingernails. Anything to slightly distract himself.
Teru was at a loss for words. One moment he was daydreaming about Mob kissing him but now it can happen?? What?? Is this reality??
"U-uh.. I…" Teru gulped down his nervousness, "I'd be fine with… y'know."
He, too, started picking at his nails. He noticed they were starting to get too long for comfort. It would be about time he trimmed them a little. And were his hands always that clammy??
The longer Teru waited for a response from Mob, the more he overthought things. It was beginning to turn a little overbearing.
A deep breath, "Okay… C-could you uh…" Mob vaguely gestured to his own lips, getting the message across to Teru quick.
"Uhmm…" a pause, "You are sure about this, right ?"
Mob close to immediately nodded. Barely any hesitation. This made Teru's heart do a backflip. Holy shit .
Barely any words were exchanged between them as Teru gulped more anxiety down. He brought a shaky hand up to rest on the young esper's face. It was gently cupping his cheek, like Mob was the most valuable and fragile thing on earth— no, in the entire galaxy. Perhaps more than that.
Mob simply, and instinctively, leaned into the touch. Almost like a cat would.
Teru's face was burning. He was about to pull away from embarrassment, but Mob placed a hand on Teru's occupied one, keeping it in place.
Wh- Holy shiiit—
More silence. Teru was more than flustered. Describing him as flushed would be a massive understatement. He's more than the 😳.
A wave of… something washed over Teru. Need? Want? He couldn't pin it down.
It was a feeling he had felt before, true, but… considerably less than… this burning version of it. His chest felt heavy with it. He mostly would ignore it in the past, but now it's nearly overwhelming. It's such an irresistible urge he cannot help but act upon.
He wanted to kiss Mob. He had to. It would mean everything to him.
He leaned in, their noses nearly touching. Mob's shaky but warm breath was hitting his own lips. Said part quivered in that ever-growing desire.
Both leaned in further. Teru tilted his head to keep their noses from bumping into each other. Lips softly joined together, and Teru felt Mob's nose on his cheek.
And dear god. Words cannot describe how Teru felt at that moment. Or maybe they could? His whole body was washed over in warmth. It felt like there was a fire in both his chest and stomach. And his stomach kept doing huge flips at the smallest movement from Mob that lightly adjusted the position of their smushed together lips to be more comfortable. They were soft, and they faintly tasted like toothpaste. Teru couldn't tell what flavor, but he liked it.
This was amazing. Out of this world, even.
However, nothing can distract Teru from the fact that Mob isn't… that great of a kisser. It was hard to accept… However, Teru plans on changing that. Call it a little devious, but he can find his way around to get to this point again. Hell, he would kill for this if he had to. The bliss he feels is immeasurable.
Slowly pulling away, Mob took a second to catch his breath. His face was beat red. His eyes were still closed.
"You would need some work…" a pause to take a deep breath, "but either way, that was… amazing …" Teru breathed out. He didn't have a filter for what he was saying at the moment. He's a little dazed at the moment.
Mob, upon hearing this, flushed a brighter red and quickly opened his eyes.
That was when Teru realized he still had a hand on his cheek. He retracted it with a small, helpless 'ack–.'
That was also when he noticed the sort of glazed over look in Mob's eyes.
"I-I've never kissed someone before…" Mob mumbled, "Does… d-does it always feel like that…?"
Teru tilted his head in confusion, "Like…?"
"...like if someone shot a small wave of their psychic powers towards you… I suppose an electric feeling?"
This made Teru's heart leap again.
"Would you… uhm…" before Teru could finish, Mob seemed to know what the line of thought was going, as he had tightly gripped Teru's pajama shirt by the collar and pressed their lips together once more. This startled Teru, a small surprised sound escaped him. He could feel it vibrate on Mob's lips. It caused a shiver to travel his spine. But Teru slowly melted into it.
Both of the blonde's hands met something; one gently grasped the raven's face once more, while the other reached for the shorter's side. He felt a shiver within Mob at the contact.
They stayed like that for a while, pausing to mingle their breath and dive back in for a more explosive kiss than the last. Best excuse to kiss your best friend that you totally don't have a crush on, Teru found. Just ask to practice kissing with them. Reactions may vary.
They pull away for the final time that night. Mob curls up against Teru, catching his breath. Teru knew this might be his way of not wanting to go any further.
"I—" Teru deeply inhaled, "You definitely got better in that time…" pant, "You could probably go ahead and kiss the person you hypothetically like…"
Mob, who was in a sleepy daze, hummed before answering with, "But… I already did."
Teru never felt weaker.