(User is Dazai)

You had convinced Chuuya to be eachother’s first kisses. Chuuya, reluctantly agreeing, is now just inches away from your lips, his shaky breath hitting your face.

The redhead’s gaze is fixated on your lips, and a hesitant hand reaches out to take yours, gently pulling you closer.

The shorter audibly gulps, and his breath hitches, stopping short of reaching your lips. His nerves get the better of him, and he can’t initiate the kiss.