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Gundham didn't say a word as he came up behind Kazuichi while the man's attention was elsewhere, one hand pulling the baseball cap from his partner's head in a single smooth motion while the other reached around to cup the mechanic's cheek, turning his head in time for the breeder to slot their lips together behind the cover of the cap.

After a moment, Gundham pulled away with a smirk, cap being replaced, but facing forwards this time so he could knock the brim over Kazuichi's eyes before continuing on his way. //gunnie wanted a kissy too uwu

-  ✩   「 @from-across-the-stars 」   ✩  

「 ☆ 」   Kazuichi used to think Hajime was his best friend… but after the betrayal of allowing Gundham to sneak behind him without so much as a blink of warning ( Hajime’s poker face is something to behold ) the mechanic is starting to wonder if that title should go to someone else. Because no best friend would allow him to be SO caught off-guard— confusion and annoyance at having his hat ripped off suddenly transformed into shock the likes of the world has never seen —by someone as insufferable as Gundham Tanaka. As much as Kazuichi might adore his boyfriend, he knows that this is a victory Gundham will lord over him for at least the remainder of the day.

Wide eyes blinking dumbly at the surprise kiss, face burning pink and body languid in shock as Gundham pulls away, Kaz doesn’t even get a chance to sink into what is happening before it’s over. Kaz left standing there like an idiot, mouth slightly agape as his mind tried to catch up with what the FUCK just happened. Still getting used to the concept of having a boyfriend, let alone being kissed by one— dating is fucking wild —one can hardly blame him for looking like a deer in the headlights, with Gundham being the car that promptly ran the young buck over before he even knew what was coming.

Mouth opens to stammer some half-baked complaint, but all he chokes out is a startled noise of protest when he’s abruptly blinded by his own hat. Fumbling to fix the brim, by the time clumsy hands manage to get a hold of it, he’s staring at Gundham’s back. ❝  H-Hey! You can’t just—  ❞  He sputters, exasperation lathering his tone and making his shoulders limp. Adding insult to injury, he can hear Hajime roaring with laughter behind him, Kaz spinning around to snap at him, bristled like an indignant cat,  ❝  Sh-Shut up! This isn’t fucking funny, dude! ❞

Hajime, doubled over in laughter, would argue otherwise.

Growling irritably, Kazuichi spits out a strained, ❝  Oh yeah?? Well, y’know what? Y’know what??  ❞  Hell, even Kazuichi doesn’t know what. Not sure where he’s going with his retort, he just groans in frustration before turning on his heel and chasing after Gundham. Screw his Soul Brother; they can continue their conversation later when Hajime is able to BREATHE again.  ❝   Hey! Wait up! Gundhaaaaam!  ❞  Boyfriend’s name is more of a whine than a shout, Kaz scrambling to skid in front of the breeder.

Breathing heavily from aggravation, adrenaline, and annoyance— a mixture that only Gundham is able to elicit —he huffs and grabs onto the front of Gundham’s shirt. Yanking his boyfriend down, Kazuichi presses a firm if clumsy kiss against that stupid, sexy smirk. With no cap to provide cover, his face heats up with a warmth stemming from his pounding chest, but Kazuichi stubbornly refuses to lose his nerve. Pulling away with a pout, he wonders how triumphant someone can actually appear when they look like they just sprinted a marathon, chest heaving and cheeks matching his rose-colored hair perfectly.

Whatever. He’ll count this as a partial-win anyway.

❝  No fair leaving before I can kiss you back...  ❞  Kazuichi grumbles, awkwardly looking away now that the burst of boldness has ceased, leaving a flustered and fidgeting fool in its place. Still, having gotten not just one but TWO kisses within the span of a few minutes… Kaz can’t say he regrets any of it. Even if he knows Hajime is never going to let him live this down.   「 ☆ 」