The pink haired male's body moved on it's own accord. Long, purposeful strides to Shu and without a single articulating thought, Lain tilted Shu's face to his side from chin. Lain met Shu's lips in a careful lock. Shu's eyes widened in surprise. Lain shifted his lips with closed eyes, rubbing them against Shu's yet not with an ounce of aggression. Lain didn't intrude within Shu's mouth, content with the peaceful pace he established.
Then Lain's mind caught up with his actions and he hurriedly pulled away.
"Lain-" Shu began but intervened as Lain abruptly swerved on his heel and stormed out.
Why did I do that?! Lain thought angrily, fuming back into his room. And why did he react to something so.. Passive?! Wait- why does it matter how he feels? Urgh! What's happening to me?
What was that jittery feeling?