Kazuki watched as Yoshiro slept, his head on his lap while his whole body was wrapped in blankets. He heard Yoshiro purred, one of the man’s hands gripped on his clothes. He gulped and couldn’t help but caress the man. Yoshiro looked so beautiful. So beautiful, it scared him. What was he feeling?
He didn’t notice, but he was pulling the man’s hair. He gulped---what the hell was he thinking? He quickly let go, but the man was already awake. The man yawned and lazily smiled at him. He gulped and ran his fingers slowly, gently this time, through the man’s hair.
“Kazuki…” he breathed his name and somehow felt thankful. This is ridiculous.
He couldn’t keep eye contact with the man anymore. He smiled as he gently pushed him off his lap, “Would you mind?”