And without a split second of hesitation, Hayato slipped his tongue into Ryuutaro's mouth. He holds one hand behind Ryuutaro's head and the other around his lowers back, pulling him even closer.
This honestly just felt so nice. Ryuutaro was always so soft and warm, and all around just pleasant to touch.
Of course these sweet, lovely moments could never last. Of course Hayato is too preoccupied to notice a very familiar Doctor leaning in the doorway rather unamused... that is until he speaks.
"So Hayato, how long did you think you were going to get out of intensive care?"
And the poor teen practically jumps out of his skin, reluctantly separating from his boyfriend. His faces is VERY flushes, and he was slightly breathless from the kiss.
"Sh-shamal?! Wha... why...." he regains his composure and his usual attitude, "The fuck are you doin here?! PISS OFF!"
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This honestly just felt so nice. Ryuutaro was always so soft and warm, and all around just pleasant to touch.
Of course these sweet, lovely moments could never last. Of course Hayato is too preoccupied to notice a very familiar Doctor leaning in the doorway rather unamused... that is until he speaks.
"So Hayato, how long did you think you were going to get out of intensive care?"
And the poor teen practically jumps out of his skin, reluctantly separating from his boyfriend. His faces is VERY flushes, and he was slightly breathless from the kiss.
"Sh-shamal?! Wha... why...." he regains his composure and his usual attitude, "The fuck are you doin here?! PISS OFF!"