A/N: shit sorry, I got lazy, but here's a very small update
And then the next thing he knew he was staring into those flaming orange eyes of Osano's. And God, he wanted to know what hid in there, wanted to know all those secrets that were hidden just behind those eyes.
Osano coughs, breaking the silence. "Oh, uhm, I think we'd better get going," he said.
Hiroshi glances at his watch. "Yeah, we should. I guess we lost track of time, huh?"
Lost track of time like I got lost in those brown eyes of yours, Osano thinks. Looking into them made him feel like he could lose himself in them, drown in them. And he knows that the bell has already rung, but right now, he doesn't care. He doesn't care.
And maybe that's why he pushes his lips against his. Maybe that's why he holds his hands. And he knows that he's not in love, he knows that love is too much of a strong word for this. All he knows is that Hiroshi's lips taste like peaches, and that is all he could say.
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A/N: Y'all I'm so sorry for not updating (like at all, I have no excuses) and sorry that is a very very short chapter (and terrible haha) but I hoped you enjoyed