Here he is, on top of a stage with so many people watching, in front of the person he's sworn to protect with everything he has and who is his entire world. And said person is holding his hands, and speaking in such a soft and gentle voice..
And it makes Haruki absolutely feel like he's dying. Maybe it's a matter of "what did you expect," since it's obvious that winning the competition would bring him up on a stage like this so everyone could see the prize is being given out fairly and all, but he never really fully realised what it'd feel like. He never took his victory for granted this entire time, and now it's fully hitting him once he actually does have it. He's going to get a kiss. From Noah. From the prince that makes his heart beat faster just by Haruki looking at him, let alone...
Well, touching. Kissing. Noah touching or kissing him.
There's no way he could ever refuse any request from Noah though, and so Haruki's gaze quickly turns upward as he stands up straight again, looking directly at Noah. Even though his cheeks are definitely still red, his hair still a little messy from the battles (god, he looks like a mess, Noah deserves so much better--) and even though directly staring into Noah's eyes feels very much like directly looking into the sun - he's going to go blind and die if he keeps it up for too long.
He doesn't even know what to say. What's appropriate to say in this sort of situation? Noah seems happy, more than anything Haruki could ever have imagined, but every time he opens his mouth to say something, his throat feels way too dry to speak. No matter that he's a knight that was skilfully swordfighting only just now - standing in front of Noah reduces him to a teenage schoolgirl that's anxious about looking at the boy at school she has a crush on. A totaly romantic cliche. ]
I'm.. I'm sorry if it is not to your liking..
[ Not that Noah seems displeased by any of this, but he can't help but let his mouth rattle on anyway. With the way the pounding of his heart has practically even taken over his brain at this point, he can only let something like that flow out instinctively instead of think of something better to say - and every instinct in him says he ought to apologize to Noah for forcing him to kiss him instead of anyone else. ]
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Here he is, on top of a stage with so many people watching, in front of the person he's sworn to protect with everything he has and who is his entire world. And said person is holding his hands, and speaking in such a soft and gentle voice..
And it makes Haruki absolutely feel like he's dying. Maybe it's a matter of "what did you expect," since it's obvious that winning the competition would bring him up on a stage like this so everyone could see the prize is being given out fairly and all, but he never really fully realised what it'd feel like. He never took his victory for granted this entire time, and now it's fully hitting him once he actually does have it. He's going to get a kiss. From Noah. From the prince that makes his heart beat faster just by Haruki looking at him, let alone...
Well, touching. Kissing. Noah touching or kissing him.
There's no way he could ever refuse any request from Noah though, and so Haruki's gaze quickly turns upward as he stands up straight again, looking directly at Noah. Even though his cheeks are definitely still red, his hair still a little messy from the battles (god, he looks like a mess, Noah deserves so much better--) and even though directly staring into Noah's eyes feels very much like directly looking into the sun - he's going to go blind and die if he keeps it up for too long.
He doesn't even know what to say. What's appropriate to say in this sort of situation? Noah seems happy, more than anything Haruki could ever have imagined, but every time he opens his mouth to say something, his throat feels way too dry to speak. No matter that he's a knight that was skilfully swordfighting only just now - standing in front of Noah reduces him to a teenage schoolgirl that's anxious about looking at the boy at school she has a crush on. A totaly romantic cliche. ]
I'm.. I'm sorry if it is not to your liking..
[ Not that Noah seems displeased by any of this, but he can't help but let his mouth rattle on anyway. With the way the pounding of his heart has practically even taken over his brain at this point, he can only let something like that flow out instinctively instead of think of something better to say - and every instinct in him says he ought to apologize to Noah for forcing him to kiss him instead of anyone else. ]