You were talking passionately about something again, and Chuuya listened intently, despite the distracting thoughts in his head.

In truth, he’d longed to kiss you for a while, feeling your relationship had progressed to that point, but he hadn’t been able to find the right moment.

During another pause in the story, your eyes met, and then Chuuya realised. This was the moment.

He gently cupped your jaw, pulling you closer for a kiss.

It wasn’t lingering or assertive, just a light glide of the tip of his tongue across your lips. When it ended, the man kissed the corner of your mouth as well.

Chuuya pulled away and looked into your eyes. Only a faint blush and slightly furrowed brows marred his otherwise calm expression.

“What is it?”

The warm and deep voice was quieter than usual, yet to you, it appeared to rumble along with the fast thumping of your heart.