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I'm not apologizing for bringing you your sweater.

[ He's already changed how he does things from the experience --- He just, flat out, hasn't gone to Gaku or Ryuu's room since the incident. That should be enough, shouldn't it...? ]

Tenn, it's an adult thing. Just bow your head and do it.

No.

[ This is uncomfortable. This is really, really uncomfortable and he --- looks away, like he's trying to check out from the situation. He did something that resulted in something wrong, but he's stopped doing it, so it's fine and he doesn't have to admit a fault - ]

You little—

[before Gaku knows what he's doing, he's crossed the space of the living room between them, hand shooting out to grab Tenn by the collar and yank him up.]

Can you not just do as you're told for once?!

[ He didn't expect Gaku to lash out physically, like this -- It's been awhile since he's stepped forward and grabbed at him, and while it shocks Tenn -- ... He doesn't let that show, stonewalling him with a cold, flat face. ]

What are you doing?

[it's a good question.

Gaku hadn't intended to lay hands on Tenn, just like he hadn't intended to be seriously bothered by their awkward exchange almost a week earlier. it's stupid, more than juvenile, and really toeing the line of doing something serious that he won't be able to take back. on the other hand, backing down now and refusing to address it is only going to make things worse, and hurt their relationship just as much.

so Gaku does the only logical thing, and stops thinking. he doesn't say another word before he closes what little space is left between them, pressing his lips to Tenn's with an intensity that seems far too real for this to be some kind of joke.]

[ He expected to be kissed by Gaku even less --- And, that gets a reaction of genuine emotion out of him. His eyes widen as he freezes, making a soft noise that's somewhere between confusion and shock into the man's mouth.

He doesn't kiss back, but -- he doesn't turn his head or otherwise pull away, either. He's too confused, too shocked.

...There's no way that, once their lips part and explanations start, he's going to tell Gaku that that was his first real kiss. ]

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[Tenn's reaction is ... satisfying. there's really no other way to put it. Tenn so rarely breaks his facade, either the syrupy sweet modern day angel act or his icy professional face, that it makes the clear surprise on his face makes a part of Gaku want to push this further—

thankfully (for Tenn, at least), the rest of Gaku knows that he's already taken things too far. almost abruptly as he grabbed Tenn, he drops him, taking an automatic step back to give Tenn the room it looks like he clearly needs.]

... shit. [welp, now you've gone and done it, idiot.]

[ Normally, switching the sides of his mask is as easy as flipping a light switch. Finding what to do after being grabbed and suddenly kissed by a member of his unit is more akin to stumbling in the dark and fumbling with an overly-complex dimmer switch.

So -- he gets stuck in shock for a few more moments, before he presses his lips back into a thin line, unable to stop the flush from spreading across his face in fluster. ]

You can start explaining now.

[there's a not-small part of Gaku that wants to do everything short of throwing himself out the nearest window to avoid this conversation, but that wouldn't be fair to Tenn. he owes him an explanation, even if it's going to be the death of any sort of legitimacy he ever had in the other's eyes. he only has himself to blame for this situation, after all.]

That's what was stressing me out— wanting to do that.

[ Tenn is smart. He's fluent in two languages, he studied overseas with the best education possible while training every day to be the perfect scion of entertainment. He can notice when the slightest thing is off, and often knows exactly how to react to and deal with problems, even under stress.

This isn't a problem he knows how to respond to in the slightest. ]

...

What?

[he really didn't want to have to explicitly spell this out for Tenn, but it looks like he has to. it's almost unnerving to see Tenn genuinely surprised by this, and as much as he'd rather not deal with his regular smug anime girl reactions, the reminder that Tenn's still very much a sheltered kid is going to make this whole thing weigh on his conscious more.

... that being said, he can't deny that it's certainly cuter than the other option.]

You interrupting my session the other day put it into my head.

[there's a pause, as he considers something.]

I'll let you hit me if you want to, as payback.

[ He doesn't respond.

Not for awhile, at least. He doesn't know how to. Not -- in genuity, like this. He's seen dramas where characters that were pined after were suddenly kissed -- He's played characters that were like that, but he can't dredge up the acting experience within him and put it over top of how he actually feels.

Especially, not with what had been plaguing his own mind. Thoughts like-- what if Gaku really did leave a trail for him to find. Thoughts like 'why does he like OLs, that's so boring'. Thoughts like enjoying the way he reacted when he teased him, knowing his state just under that thin sheet that separated them.

...Thoughts like kissing him just now not being that bad.

The blush on his face doesn't go away as he breaks eye contact, glancing away before finally speaking, after what felt like maybe an eternity. ]

If you did it again, I wouldn't complain.

—what?

[Gaku is not on his best form for someone once known as mister #1 most desired embrace. he really had been expecting Tenn to turn this right back around on him, to immediately launch into a verbal counter attack. can anyone really blame him for having to double check that reaction? since when does Kujou Tenn respond to anything with extended silence and a flustered expression?

that's not actually doing much to put out Gaku's interest in ... whatever this is, whatever really stupid idea that he's going to regret later is beginning to take form in his head.

he's completely genuine when he follows up with another question.]

Are you serious?

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Hurry up, or I'll change my mind.

[ He won't change his mind. It'll just be his turn to be the repressed, thirsty one. --Not that he already isn't. He's nineteen, but -- completely inexperienced. Completely cut off from adult experiences, even with the type of songs that TRIGGER sings. Although they have a sexy, forbidden image, Kujou-san still tells him of how his body belongs to his fans, to the world, so he can't do what he pleases with it. He -- feels guilty for acting on his own desires, even just this once, even in the security of his own house, but ---

Sometimes, even someone perfect cracks. ]

[well. Gaku can't argue with that.

there's no snappy retort from him, no verbal response at all. he's not in the mood to waste time anymore, not after he's been given the go ahead, and gives Tenn no further warning before he steps back into his space. he reaches out again, slipping a hand behind Tenn's neck before leaning in— if he's going to do this, he might as well go all out.

he's not as rough this time, taking more care with how he moves, wanting to make this good enough for Tenn that he won't have any room to complain about Gaku being a bad kisser later.]

[ He knows how to kiss someone to make it look good on camera. He doesn't know how to kiss someone to make them like it-- to make it feel good for them. He reaches up to rest a hand on Gaku's shoulder, pressing into the kiss and ... doing what he can. When Gaku does something, Tenn waits a few beats, just enough time for it to make it seem as if he isn't copying him, and mirrors it.

His fingers twist into the fabric of Gaku's shirt as he pushes down all the feelings that this is wrong -- He knows it is. Not only is he getting involved physically with someone, something that Kujou-san had trained him never to do, it's someone from his own group. If they weren't in the solace of their own home, this could, and likely would, destroy everything ---

---But, just like he doesn't let himself feel regularly, he doesn't let himself feel that shame and anxiety just now. ...Mostly, anyway. ]

[even if Gaku's extremely focused on getting some much needed release for all this pent up sexual tension he's been shouldering for the last week, he's still very much aware of Tenn's movements. as nonchalant as he acted about catching Gaku with his literal pants down, he can tell that Tenn's simply repeating every little motion Gaku makes back to him. that's fine, really— it's been so long since Gaku's had any kind of physical interaction that wasn't completely staged for a drama or commercial, that he's not going to be picky about Tenn's inexperience.

he will, of course, still bring it up again at every opportunity he gets.

the hand reaching out to grab his shirt seems like as good of a go-ahead as any, so Gaku doesn't waste any time putting his other arm around Tenn's back, holding him steady as he presses him back down against the couch, his tongue flicking out playfully as he tries to deepen the kiss.]

[ It feels strange to be pushed down, like this. ...It feels strange to be clinging like this, opening his mouth to accept Gaku's tongue and jolting and shivering at the sensation that floods his body when he rubs it with his own. He doesn't realize the sound he's made until a few seconds after he's made it, not recognizing his own voice when it breaks out in pleasure, no matter how soft. ]

[sorry Tenn, but you're not getting away with that so easily. Gaku breaks the kiss not long after, still supporting Tenn with his arm but blinking down at him, expression a not unattractive mixture of curiosity and arousal.]

You like that?

[ ...He doesn't respond. Not verbally, anyway. He looks away, flushed and embarrassed because yes, he liked it a whole lot, but vocalizing that would be mortifying. ]

[that's really enough of an answer by itself, but if Tenn's going to give Gaku an inch, he'll only be satisfied if he takes a mile. he's wearing that wide-necked shirt again, meaning that when he turns his head to avoid Gaku's gaze he just ends up displaying his neck— which Gaku's goes in for, without warning, sealing his mouth over the pale skin there and biting down just enough to bruise, but not seriously hurt.]

[ He gives a startled yelp that trails off into another gasp of pleasure, hand shooting up to tangle itself into Gaku's hair and tug -- . He knows what Gaku is doing and knows that Gaku knows that marking his body like that should be so completely off limits and it makes him mad, but -- the way that it's so forbidden is intoxicating. ...Having those feelings makes him mad, too, but all he can do in the moment is gasp the other's name. ]

Gaku--!

[Gaku only hums in response immediately, because there's no way he's pulling back before he's completely sure that he's left a mark that will last for a few days. it's honestly a miracle he doesn't go in for a second, considering the way Tenn crying out his name by passes all rational thought and just goes straight to his dick.

he does let Tenn tug him away eventually, looking about as apologetic about his actions as one might expect (so, like, not at all).]

Sorry, could you repeat that?

What do you think you're doing?!

[ Thrumping him on the head, his hand comes out of Gaku's hair to cover the mark, flushed as he glowers at him like a very upset cat. He has to appear on a show within the next day, and while the mark could be covered by makeup rather easily, there's no way he's going to let the makeup artist know that he was doing anything near getting down. ]