Yata blushed at the request… it was one to kiss him, but too do so in such a meaningful way… He just had to not think about it. Moving behind the other, he stood on his toes, brushing the youngers hair away, before leaving a soft kiss against the nape of his neck. “T-there..”
"D-don’t make fun of me… it was hard to put into word that actually made sense." Now that he was done with his talk of shame, his face buried itself back into his arms once more to wait out the blush that decided to make its home across his face. Feelings out in the air, he felt so vulnerable; Saruhiko now having the ability to tease him all he wants about it. He’s actually surprised when some form of a joke doesn’t come right away, but he doesn’t give it much time before it all starts. He had no business to feel this way about Saru, of all people to hold these feelings for. Sure it might have made sense then, but now… it was too painful.
It’s most surprising when Yata remains quiet after that and he ends up watching the older from the corner of his eyes - more out of concern than anything else. He runs through his previous words from moments ago and returns empty handed of what could’ve upset the older male. Nudging the other with his elbow, Saruhiko watched him carefully. “Hey… what’s wrong?… I wasn’t making fun of you…I… just…. I know what you’re saying… I understand… I just wish I can phrase things like that because this must be pretty unfair to you…” Indeed it was. It was unfair to Yata for Saruhiko to be unable to return his words with his own - ones that came from his heart. But what frustrated him even more was that he didn’t know if that was what his companion was upset about.
They brushed against each other but it only made him curl up even tighter; wanting to block out these dreaded feelings. “It isnt you.. well.. kinda. Fuck I don’t know…” nothing made sense, he wanted to be able to just submit to this desire but if he did he had no clue where it would lead him. “I don’t wanna do this again.. I don’t wanna have all these feelings with you around only for you to leave again. It’ll be just like last time… I didn’t understand it then but now.. I know what this is and I don’t want to go through it again.. It’ll just hurt.. I’m tired of hurting.”
What if our actual lives involve saving the world with our friends and doing really epic stuff
but in this dimension we’re in someone’s high school AU fanfiction or something
im not having nearly enough sex to be in a fanfiction
#you can just visualize his wings flaring out
Cannot be unseen.
Fun fact: Misha -since day one- has continually kept Cas’s wings in mind while shooting, so all the little movements he does that seem like wings would be involved, are all intentional little things Misha’s doing.
A+ acting, Misha
Well… he doesn’t have to keep them in mind anymore.
GO TO YOUR ROOM
- Hair: Irresistible Longing
- Forehead: Blessing/Friendship
- Eyelid: Adoration
- Ear: Temptation
- The Bridge of Nose: Treasuring
- Cheek: Dear/Kindness/Satisfaction
- Lips: Love
- Throat: Desire
- Nape: Deep Attachment
- Arm: Affection/Adoration
- Wrist: Desire/Lust
- Back of Hand: Respect/Love
- Palm of Hand: Begging/Entreaty
- Fingertip: Praise/Admiration
I..I cant handle.. oh god.. KISSESSSSSSS
I had to go back and look at the list adkljvbckldbfgndsf
Oh MY GAWD YOU’RE GONNA KILL ME WOMAN
I don’t know what um feeling anymore.
So much happy and fluff