[ this is probably the worst game of one-sided chicken that juno has ever played in his entire life. because on one hand he'd walk away in a hot second, but on the other hand there's a boldness that he feels at the base of his spine, climbing up to grab him by the shoulders. it's different than the wine - much different - full body and aiming for something more than a kiss.
there's a half beat where maybe juno might lean in to kiss, but instead all it ends up being is the light brushing of noses as juno presses forward. and then steps to the side, reaching out to take ren's wrist and looking very resolute in his choice. ]
Don't mind if I do. And I'll take you with me.
[ because water is totally going to make this absolutely better and not worse. it's going to clear his head and it's going to make him forget away the twisting knot in his stomach or the warmth of ren's breath against his skin. ]
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there's a half beat where maybe juno might lean in to kiss, but instead all it ends up being is the light brushing of noses as juno presses forward. and then steps to the side, reaching out to take ren's wrist and looking very resolute in his choice. ]
Don't mind if I do. And I'll take you with me.
[ because water is totally going to make this absolutely better and not worse. it's going to clear his head and it's going to make him forget away the twisting knot in his stomach or the warmth of ren's breath against his skin. ]