[kamiki ryunosuke x ohgo suzuka] kissing you
title kissing you
pairing kamiki ryunosuke x ohgo suzuka
rating pg
warnings fluff, very slight SPEC spoilers (up until episode 3)
notes non-christmas related fic for christmas! kamiki x suzuka is all boycottbananas and SPEC's fault. idek. yuuto gets a new pairing too keke.
summary Suzuka has a problem- Kamiki's lips are kissable, and she's not kissing them.
Suzuka had a problem, and it happened to be Kamiki Ryunosuke’s mouth. There wasn’t anything particularly outstanding about it that should warrant a problem- she had just decided to develop a compulsive desire to kiss it.
A lot.
That was a problem.
She hadn’t had this problem before. Last year she could look at his mouth as she would any other person’s mouth, listen to him talk and watch him eat without feeling the sudden need to pull him close and press their lips together, sucking and nibbling on his bottom lip and licking it and- ahem. Last year she had no such thoughts about her old, dear friend. No, she put all of the blame on Kokoro no Ito and Keizoku, where somewhere between Akihito and Ninomae it dawned on her that Kamiki was cute. Really, really cute. When did that happen? And she should have been completely creeped and freaked out by the strange and mysterious Ninomae, but even when he was screaming into a camera at Toma after getting electrocuted all she could think about was how much she wanted to kiss that face.
Wanting to kiss a potential psychopath was bad enough- having the person who played said psychopath in her class, seeing him every day, being near him every day was downright disastrous.
“Suzuka, stop drooling, you’re embarrassing.”
Snapping out of her Kamiki-induced dazed, Suzuka wiped furiously at her mouth (that was actually free from drool, damnit!) and glared at Mirai, before breaking off into a groan and hitting her head against her desk. “I’m a freak. A complete freak. I’m worse than a guy!”
Mirai nodded sympathetically and patted her on the back. “Yes, so it seems.”
“What am I going to do? He’s one of my best friends, and I can’t get near him without wanting to pounce on him!”
“Why don’t you just kiss him, then?” Mirai calmly ignored the outraged spluttering protest Suzuka was trying to make. “If you want to kiss him, go and do it! Maybe then you’re outrageous hormones will be satisfied.”
“And how do you suggest I get him to agree to let me kiss him?”
“Uhm… surprise him?”
Suzuka groaned and continued hitting her head against her desk, hoping that maybe with enough brain damage she’d become normal again. “Do you really think that would work?”
“Wouldn’t hurt to try. He’d understand… probably.”
Which is how she ended up on the roof the next day, Kamiki in tow, under the guise that she wanted to have lunch with her dearest, oldest friend. Kamiki, being Kamiki and having no semblance of a backbone, followed without hesitation.
“Ah, it’s kind of cold… we can go back in, if you like,” Suzuka mumbled, her thoughts entirely elsewhere as she sat down despite her words.
Kamiki shrugged and sat down next to her, unaware of where her head really was. “It’s fine. We haven’t talked like this in a while, it’s nice!”
“Yeah… yeah, nice.” Clearing her throat, Suzuka distracted herself with handing him the bento she (with a little help from mom) had made. “Here. For… uhm, doing well this year. In school. And. Work, and stuff. Yeah.”
“Wow, thanks!”
Suzuka was eternally thankful that Kamiki seemed absolutely clueless about girls- Yamada would have taken this as a proposal for marriage.
They ate comfortably in silence for a few minutes- well, Kamiki ate comfortably, Suzuka was focusing all of her attention on her food and not on watching his lips. When half of her own bento was gone she finally decided that silence wasn’t helping at all, and said, “I watched SPEC, you know. It’s really good… you did really well. I was kind of, uhm, blown.”
Kamiki laughed sheepishly, but Suzuka could see the pink tint on his cheeks and god, why was he so damn cute? “T-thanks… that means a lot, that you think so. It was hard… harder than Hornet. Ninomae… he’s just. Completely different, than anything I’ve had to play.”
Suzuka frowned, because she could hear something in Kamiki’s voice that she hadn’t noticed before. A sort of tired weariness, strained and exhausted. Setting her box down, she turned to look at him. “Mizuki was hard to play, too,” she said softly. “Are you okay?”
Looking directly at her, Kamiki smiled, and Suzuka pretty much forgot everything. Including how to breathe. “Un. It’s over now, and I get a bit of a break… plus, it feels nice, now, to know that it paid off.”
“T-that’s good.” Suzuka’s head clearly was still not there, as she was staring blatantly at Kamiki and couldn’t seem to stop, despite her inner voice screaming at her. Kamiki looked rather uncomfortable, too, and even tried to discreetly wipe something off his face, as if Suzuka was staring for that reason.
Okay, that’s it. She just had to go for it, like Mirai said. Holding her breath, Suzuka lifted a hand to brush some hair away from Kamiki’s face before leaning in to kiss him swiftly, holding it for exactly three seconds before pulling away.
Kamiki stared.
Suzuka stared back.
Kamiki stared more, this time with his jaw dropped slightly.
“… that didn’t work.”
“W-what were you trying to do?”
Suzuka groaned and hung her head in her hands, pulling at her hair. “Stupid Mirai-chan, I should have known it was a dumb idea! Stupid stupid stupid!” Looking back up at Kamiki, she pouted, half hoping that by being dramatic and cute he’d forget about the fact that she just kissed him. Or maybe she’d just talk really, really fast. “Look lately all I want to do when I look at you is kiss you, I don’t know why or how it started but I just stare at your mouth and I want it against mine, so Mirai said that I should just get it over with before I do something drastic, though I guess this is pretty drastic… a-and it didn’t even work, now I just want to kiss you more!”
Unfortunately, Kamiki seemed to understand her. “I-I’m sorry?” he seemed to guess, and Suzuka couldn’t blame him- she wasn’t even sure what someone was supposed to say to all that.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry for not asking, at least. But now it’s just going to be worse, so I should probably stay away from you for now on until I’m cured or… or something.” Gathering her things, Suzuka stood up quickly to make a getaway before she could embarrass herself more (or harass him more), only to be stopped by a hand on her wrist. She stared at it like it was going to snap her wrist off.
“Y-you don’t have to go!”
“I know you’re just trying to be a nice guy and all, but this is for your own good! I have a problem, and it happens to be your mouth!”
A huge blush flared up at the word ‘mouth’ (“stop being so cute!” she wanted to scream), but his hold on her wrist didn’t let up, and he shook his head. “N-no, it’s okay, you don’t have to go… because…”
Suzuka stared expectantly at him, wondering what he was getting at. It took a few more seconds of him blushing and stuttering for it to dawn on Suzuka that this was probably as close to a confession (or at least acceptance of her obsession with his lips, that was quickly turning into an obsession with him) that she would get. And it wouldn’t be nice to torture the poor boy anymore. Sitting down slowly, she looked at him carefully and said slowly, to make sure he’d understand, “So it’s okay if I stay? Even though all I’ll be thinking about is kissing you?” She leaned in close, barely an inch away, and added, “Even if I do end up kissing you?”
Kamiki looked away briefly and swallowed but nodded anyway.
“Well, I warned you,” was the last thing she said, before closing that last inch between them. Hands cupping his cheeks as he responded back tentatively, Suzuka thought that maybe her problem wasn’t such a bad thing after all.
“Mirai-chan, why do I have a feeling you knew it was going to end up like this?” Umika asked as they peaked from around the corner.
Mirai snorted. “Of course I knew it would end up like this! What kind of idiot would think that kissing someone would cure their desire to kiss them more?”
pairing kamiki ryunosuke x ohgo suzuka
rating pg
warnings fluff, very slight SPEC spoilers (up until episode 3)
notes non-christmas related fic for christmas! kamiki x suzuka is all boycottbananas and SPEC's fault. idek. yuuto gets a new pairing too keke.
summary Suzuka has a problem- Kamiki's lips are kissable, and she's not kissing them.
Suzuka had a problem, and it happened to be Kamiki Ryunosuke’s mouth. There wasn’t anything particularly outstanding about it that should warrant a problem- she had just decided to develop a compulsive desire to kiss it.
A lot.
That was a problem.
She hadn’t had this problem before. Last year she could look at his mouth as she would any other person’s mouth, listen to him talk and watch him eat without feeling the sudden need to pull him close and press their lips together, sucking and nibbling on his bottom lip and licking it and- ahem. Last year she had no such thoughts about her old, dear friend. No, she put all of the blame on Kokoro no Ito and Keizoku, where somewhere between Akihito and Ninomae it dawned on her that Kamiki was cute. Really, really cute. When did that happen? And she should have been completely creeped and freaked out by the strange and mysterious Ninomae, but even when he was screaming into a camera at Toma after getting electrocuted all she could think about was how much she wanted to kiss that face.
Wanting to kiss a potential psychopath was bad enough- having the person who played said psychopath in her class, seeing him every day, being near him every day was downright disastrous.
“Suzuka, stop drooling, you’re embarrassing.”
Snapping out of her Kamiki-induced dazed, Suzuka wiped furiously at her mouth (that was actually free from drool, damnit!) and glared at Mirai, before breaking off into a groan and hitting her head against her desk. “I’m a freak. A complete freak. I’m worse than a guy!”
Mirai nodded sympathetically and patted her on the back. “Yes, so it seems.”
“What am I going to do? He’s one of my best friends, and I can’t get near him without wanting to pounce on him!”
“Why don’t you just kiss him, then?” Mirai calmly ignored the outraged spluttering protest Suzuka was trying to make. “If you want to kiss him, go and do it! Maybe then you’re outrageous hormones will be satisfied.”
“And how do you suggest I get him to agree to let me kiss him?”
“Uhm… surprise him?”
Suzuka groaned and continued hitting her head against her desk, hoping that maybe with enough brain damage she’d become normal again. “Do you really think that would work?”
“Wouldn’t hurt to try. He’d understand… probably.”
Which is how she ended up on the roof the next day, Kamiki in tow, under the guise that she wanted to have lunch with her dearest, oldest friend. Kamiki, being Kamiki and having no semblance of a backbone, followed without hesitation.
“Ah, it’s kind of cold… we can go back in, if you like,” Suzuka mumbled, her thoughts entirely elsewhere as she sat down despite her words.
Kamiki shrugged and sat down next to her, unaware of where her head really was. “It’s fine. We haven’t talked like this in a while, it’s nice!”
“Yeah… yeah, nice.” Clearing her throat, Suzuka distracted herself with handing him the bento she (with a little help from mom) had made. “Here. For… uhm, doing well this year. In school. And. Work, and stuff. Yeah.”
“Wow, thanks!”
Suzuka was eternally thankful that Kamiki seemed absolutely clueless about girls- Yamada would have taken this as a proposal for marriage.
They ate comfortably in silence for a few minutes- well, Kamiki ate comfortably, Suzuka was focusing all of her attention on her food and not on watching his lips. When half of her own bento was gone she finally decided that silence wasn’t helping at all, and said, “I watched SPEC, you know. It’s really good… you did really well. I was kind of, uhm, blown.”
Kamiki laughed sheepishly, but Suzuka could see the pink tint on his cheeks and god, why was he so damn cute? “T-thanks… that means a lot, that you think so. It was hard… harder than Hornet. Ninomae… he’s just. Completely different, than anything I’ve had to play.”
Suzuka frowned, because she could hear something in Kamiki’s voice that she hadn’t noticed before. A sort of tired weariness, strained and exhausted. Setting her box down, she turned to look at him. “Mizuki was hard to play, too,” she said softly. “Are you okay?”
Looking directly at her, Kamiki smiled, and Suzuka pretty much forgot everything. Including how to breathe. “Un. It’s over now, and I get a bit of a break… plus, it feels nice, now, to know that it paid off.”
“T-that’s good.” Suzuka’s head clearly was still not there, as she was staring blatantly at Kamiki and couldn’t seem to stop, despite her inner voice screaming at her. Kamiki looked rather uncomfortable, too, and even tried to discreetly wipe something off his face, as if Suzuka was staring for that reason.
Okay, that’s it. She just had to go for it, like Mirai said. Holding her breath, Suzuka lifted a hand to brush some hair away from Kamiki’s face before leaning in to kiss him swiftly, holding it for exactly three seconds before pulling away.
Kamiki stared.
Suzuka stared back.
Kamiki stared more, this time with his jaw dropped slightly.
“… that didn’t work.”
“W-what were you trying to do?”
Suzuka groaned and hung her head in her hands, pulling at her hair. “Stupid Mirai-chan, I should have known it was a dumb idea! Stupid stupid stupid!” Looking back up at Kamiki, she pouted, half hoping that by being dramatic and cute he’d forget about the fact that she just kissed him. Or maybe she’d just talk really, really fast. “Look lately all I want to do when I look at you is kiss you, I don’t know why or how it started but I just stare at your mouth and I want it against mine, so Mirai said that I should just get it over with before I do something drastic, though I guess this is pretty drastic… a-and it didn’t even work, now I just want to kiss you more!”
Unfortunately, Kamiki seemed to understand her. “I-I’m sorry?” he seemed to guess, and Suzuka couldn’t blame him- she wasn’t even sure what someone was supposed to say to all that.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry for not asking, at least. But now it’s just going to be worse, so I should probably stay away from you for now on until I’m cured or… or something.” Gathering her things, Suzuka stood up quickly to make a getaway before she could embarrass herself more (or harass him more), only to be stopped by a hand on her wrist. She stared at it like it was going to snap her wrist off.
“Y-you don’t have to go!”
“I know you’re just trying to be a nice guy and all, but this is for your own good! I have a problem, and it happens to be your mouth!”
A huge blush flared up at the word ‘mouth’ (“stop being so cute!” she wanted to scream), but his hold on her wrist didn’t let up, and he shook his head. “N-no, it’s okay, you don’t have to go… because…”
Suzuka stared expectantly at him, wondering what he was getting at. It took a few more seconds of him blushing and stuttering for it to dawn on Suzuka that this was probably as close to a confession (or at least acceptance of her obsession with his lips, that was quickly turning into an obsession with him) that she would get. And it wouldn’t be nice to torture the poor boy anymore. Sitting down slowly, she looked at him carefully and said slowly, to make sure he’d understand, “So it’s okay if I stay? Even though all I’ll be thinking about is kissing you?” She leaned in close, barely an inch away, and added, “Even if I do end up kissing you?”
Kamiki looked away briefly and swallowed but nodded anyway.
“Well, I warned you,” was the last thing she said, before closing that last inch between them. Hands cupping his cheeks as he responded back tentatively, Suzuka thought that maybe her problem wasn’t such a bad thing after all.
“Mirai-chan, why do I have a feeling you knew it was going to end up like this?” Umika asked as they peaked from around the corner.
Mirai snorted. “Of course I knew it would end up like this! What kind of idiot would think that kissing someone would cure their desire to kiss them more?”