[He waits, red-faced and feeling terrible, as Nishinoya affixes him with a look that can only read as follows: Asahi, you're a goddamn idiot. He's ready to apologize again, now wondering if he's just gone completely mental, tripping out on something and possibly dreaming, but... when Nishinoya finally looks up-- it's a sight to behold.
There's just something a little bewildering and amazing to watch Nishinoya bat at something he just can't reach, but it makes him fight back a laugh. This place is ridiculous. And the more he stares, the more he feels that urge pooling in his chest again. He swallows it down, but scoots closer anyway.]
Let me try...
[But as he reaches up, he realizes he can't quite grab it himself. Instead, the urge hits again, as he swipes it a second time, and he just leans in to place another small kiss on Nishinoya's lips.]
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There's just something a little bewildering and amazing to watch Nishinoya bat at something he just can't reach, but it makes him fight back a laugh. This place is ridiculous. And the more he stares, the more he feels that urge pooling in his chest again. He swallows it down, but scoots closer anyway.]
Let me try...
[But as he reaches up, he realizes he can't quite grab it himself. Instead, the urge hits again, as he swipes it a second time, and he just leans in to place another small kiss on Nishinoya's lips.]