Kanda:

Me:

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{- ✶ -} Lavi sees it now— the wishful thoughts of a normal life that had flitted through his own mind, he can see them flashing through behind dark blue orbs. How much they both wished that things could be that simple— that their problems could be so menial. How both wished they fought over who hogged the covers, or paid for a meal— instead of which person they loved would die today, and whose fault that was. 

           If only things could be that simple. Maybe, they could be happy. Maybe they could be happy together. Lavi takes in a shaky breath— he hasn’t been pushed away. He hasn’t tried anything like this since that day. He tried to just go back to being friends, but those feelings— they’d been there a few years, hadn’t they? He’d grown desperately attached, even when they went months without seeing one another. He would always find himself worrying about Kanda when he was on missions with a partner who wasn’t himself. Or Allen. He trusted Allen. Kanda was— reckless, in a way. It made Lavi nervous. 

           He was glad that Kanda understood exactly what that kiss was, what it meant. Despite hiding everything behind his calm and teasing facade— Lavi had those same fears. Those same worries, and he understood what it sounded like when someone said something that they didn’t wish someone to hear. He’ll play dumb, for now. Because he loves that boy right back, But, he doesn’t need to say it for Kanda to know. At least, he doesn’t think he does.
           ”Did you just call me something nasty in Japanese, Yuu-chan?” He asks, with a small smile, “I didn’t quite catch that.”

~ ✾

“Hah-”

Kanda let out a small ,laughing breath of relief,burying his face into the others chest.It was so broad and nice, smelled distinctly of his pleasant body odor.It did wonders to the weights on his body to just relax,safely in the other, even if it was just for the moment.

Because that was all it could be, a moment.

After this, his weakness could cost either of their lives, just a split second could be the death of either of them.

“Sure I did.”

He smiled into the rabbits shirt.

{- ✶ -} “So like you to ruin a beautiful moment be saying something rude.” He teases, fingers weaving into dark, near-black locks. Wouldn’t it be nice if they could just stay like this? Not worry about the dangers ahead and just stay these two people they were now–

         "You dicksmear, what’d you say?!“ He says, in mock outrage– but he can’t hold it long before he’s bursting out laughing. Once he regains himself, he says something more serious. "Hey, can I kiss you again? It won’t be as shitty as last time, promise.”