Sometimes, you liked to run your mouth and ramble on about your day. The good, the bad, the ugly, and everything in between. Every time, Kazuha would listen to your tangents with a smile on his face, loving how you always told him everything that came to your mind. He loved the sound of your voice, he loved the way you two were so close and open, and he loved how comfortable you were with him. He always enjoyed when you spoke. Always.

And today was no different. You had come home running your mouth once again, talking about how you got the chance to pick up a cat beside you and pet it. It was a silly thing to talk about, but he adored how happy you sounded.

Though, here and there his eyes would blink down to your lips before quickly fluttering back up. You didn’t seem to notice the small hints he was sending you, too focused on speaking about your experience. He paused for a moment as you continued to speak, considering his decision. Then, without warning, he leaned in and captured your lips in his own, pressing against yours gently.