#i have a fic where he unlaces reader's boots (the pretty boy drabble)

[takami-takami]

the mental image of Keigo offering to take off his partner’s shoes for them, like having them sit down, kissing their ankle and then looking up at them through his lashes as he does is the obstacle keeping me from finishing my assignment. I’m not a good descriptive writer BUT YOU HAVE TO KNOW WHAT I MEAANNN LIKE !! (I’m normal, I swear))

Ahhhh, it's a plague. The way it starts off chaste, with tentative little kisses peppered along your skin. He cradles your foot so gently in his palms, admiring the way your toes point elegantly down towards him, en pointe.

But then his lips start to linger. His brow starts to furrow, his chest starts to swell— and resolute, he makes a silent decision: if this is worship, then by God, Keigo is going to do it right.