9:29h.

Kenji's face, for once, was awash with emotion as Max glanced up. His countenance brimmed with innocent confusion, a sharp contrast to the relaxed, although unrelenting arms about Max's ribcage, holding the kneeling sprite tightly against him.

Max blinked as Kenji spoke not, only his dark green hair concealing a fearful hope within the ocean of his cobalt gaze. Max unwittingly met Kenji's visage, wonder softening his fiery countenance with adoration.

Kenji's mouth firmed, parting slightly as he focused on the pale lips of his friend, moistened by a nervous tongue. He bit the inside of his cheek, then leaned forward, his eyes hesitating to shut. Max peered at him, then his own gaze flickered as Kenji's soft mouth fit on his own, delicately moist and cool compared to the hot dry cavern parting beneath in shock.

Max sputtered back, yanking away as Kenji touched his tongue clumsily. Kenji's eyes slipped open, meeting the confused, shaken gaze of his room-mate, lips still burning form their kiss.

"What th- Kenji! But you're straight!" Max sputtered, his throat too hoarse to be fully coherent. Kenji shook his head, slight dismay flowing into his visage, and he cast his azure orbs at the shelter floor.

"No, Max. I don't think I am," Kenji glanced up, a hopeful smile heating the contours of his plush mouth. Max stared at him, his hand still resting on the back of the Japanese youth's neck in slight shock, only now washing out of him. A slight part to his lips drew Kenji's attention, allowing a childish wonder at something near impossibly beautiful, perhaps a butterfly or a sunset, but now only his friend, to expose a warm smile on Max's countenance. Kenji blushed, a soft fire comforting his chilled cheeks as Max drew him in for another innocent kiss.

Owari.

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