Script log; Momo and Ryoma
Date: Friday night (03/02)
Rating: PG
Summary: ...I don't know what to say about this log. Um. Our intention was to let Momo and Ryoma get out their UST, and while that did happen (sorta), this then turned very... bittersweet. And kinda depressing. The muses planned the next course of action on their own before Ali and I even realized what was happening, and we just had no say over anything. For the record, Momo wasn't talking about the PS3.
Momo: *is leaning against his bed with the PS3 controller held loosely in his hands, playing a video game but not really paying much attention to what’s going on - he’s doing it mostly for the noise*
Ryoma: ::is lying on his stomach on the bed, halfheartedly watching the screen, chin propped in his hands, gaze slipping to Momo's hands every once in a while, lost in thought. He's having a hard time figuring things out still, even if he does feel better, because yesterday and this morning were just so... confusing. He sighs, wondering what Momo feels, wanting to give him something in return for all the support he's given Ryoma the past few days::
Momo: *yawns, pausing the game and putting down the controller, stretching his arms above his head*
Ryoma: ::grins a little, softly, scooting forward on the bed a bit so he's beside momo's head:: Need a break?
Momo: *looks up at Ryoma, and returns the grin* Yeah, I think so, though s’not like I'm doin' anything overly important.
Ryoma: Yeah, well.... ::being this close to momo, with the intention of doing what he's planning on doing, is a little exciting - and he needs to do this. He's sure Momo needs it. And deserves it:: Lemme fix that. ::scoots forward the last bit and presses his lips gently to Momo's::
Momo: *blinks a bit when he realizes he's being kissed, but grins a bit into it, anyway, closing his eyes, and returning the kiss just as gently*
Ryoma: ::scoots a little closer, since he's at an awkward angle, threading the fingers of one hand through momo's hair a bit, not pushing anything, just trying to thank momo with this one motion alone until they have to pull back to breathe::
Momo: *breaks the kiss, his eyes opening slowly to meet Ryoma's, a small smile curling the corners of his lips up* Hey there.
Ryoma: ::almost blushes, feeling suddenly stupidly shy, but he holds momo's gaze, a soft smile gracing his own lips:: Hey. ::feels like he should have something more to say, but doesn't just at this moment::
Momo: *shifts a bit from where he's seated on the floor, turning around to kneel on his knees, and rest his elbows on the bed, reaching out to push Ryoma's bangs off his forehead... before leaning in for another kiss*
Ryoma: ::closes his eyes, leaning into it, presently putting a little more behind it, trying to silently tell momo that he's sorry and he's grateful and he could never, ever live without his best friend::
Momo: *places a hand lightly on the back of Ryoma's neck, knowing what exactly Ryoma's trying to show in this kiss, and returns it with his own thoughts - an unspoken forgiveness despite not feeling like Ryoma needs to apologize in the first place*
Ryoma: ::understands, even if he feels momo's being too lenient somehow, and drags the kiss out until he needs to breathe, only pulling away a little bit, eyes still closed and trying to catch his breath::
Momo: *feels his own breath coming short as if he had just run a couple laps around the tennis courts, and rests his forehead against Ryoma's, his eyes closed, and his lips still curled in a smile* You're forgiven.
Ryoma: ::just lets his breath come back to him, feeling strangely comfortable, like he's done this a million times before even though he hasn't - in fact, he's never kissed momo before. finally opens his eyes, face feeling warm:: Still owe you a lot. Dunno that I'd put up with me.
Momo: *feels like kissing Ryoma is the most natural thing in the world - somehow, he just knows what Ryoma would like, what Ryoma tries to show through the kiss...* I dunno how I put up with you, either. *laughs, though he means it simply as a joke, and kisses Ryoma's cheek*
Ryoma: ::can't help but smile a bit, despite himself, crossing his arms and lowering himself to rest his chin on them:: Well... m'glad you do. Not a lotta people do. ::he knows he's right about that much::
Momo: And they're stupid to not. *says it looking oddly solemn, continuing to hold Ryoma's bangs away from his face to keep his gaze*
Ryoma: ::isn't quite sure about that, frowning a little:: I dunno. They might be right. ::he's believed for a long time that he's just... not the same as most people are::
Momo: *playfully knocks Ryoma's chin with a fist* Don't say that, y'know it's not true. *tilts his head a bit, regarding Ryoma with serious eyes*
Ryoma: ::just keeps his expression neutral, but he's not really in an argumentative mood, he's too drained for that, so he just settles for watching momo for a moment, not quite sure what to do or say::
Momo: *grins almost mischievously* Did I, Momoshiro Takeshi, just win an argument against Echizen Ryoma~?
Ryoma: ::can't help but grin a little, wrinkling his nose:: I dunno. Maybe you did. Or maybe s'just on hold~ I don't wanna argue right now. ::leans forward to nuzzle momo's cheek just a little::
Momo: ...I think I'm hearin' things. I do believe I just heard someone say they don't wanna argue right now. *can't help but grin, leaning into the nuzzle*
Ryoma: ::sighs a little, but not exasperated in the least, and kisses momo's cheek gently, chuckling:: You're losin' your mind in your old age, maybe.
Momo: Oi, I'm not old! *uses his hand to direct Ryoma's face toward him* Can old men do this? *leans forward to press his lips against Ryoma's again, almost immediately deepening it*
Ryoma: ::is actually caught a bit off guard, mouth opening in surprise, but he sort of melts into it, eyes slipping closed, feeling like he can't explain it but this is something he really needs right now::
Momo: *lazily explores the inside of Ryoma's mouth before breaking away suddenly, sitting properly, and pulling Ryoma into his lap; it's from there that he immediately lays claim on Ryoma's lips again, placing forward everything he's felt during the course of this into a dizzying kiss - the bit of hurt, the frustrations, how he reacted when Tezuka told him; everything up to this point*
Ryoma: ::is caught off-guard again when momo pauses and pulls him into his lap, blinking stupidly for a brief instant before he can't help but return the kiss, wrapping his arms around momo's neck and matching momo's intensity because he's frustrated too - he doesn't know what he wants to do, and he doesn't know what will happen next but he does know that it matters a lot to him that momo wants him, and that momo cares, and he hates hurting his best friend in any way::
Momo: *curls his arms around Ryoma's waist, holding onto him tightly, and refuses to break away from the kiss until they absolutely have to - Momo's been waiting to do this for too long; he's tired of the waiting game. He knows this hasn't ended yet, and it's not going to end until an absolute final decision has been made, but for now, during this moment, he doesn't care - he needs this just as much as Ryoma does*
Ryoma: ::when they finally break, pants for breath, resting his forehead against momo's neck and closing his eyes, breathing in his scent. it's comforting, and ryoma desperately needs comforting, still, but this morning helped a little, and this is strangely helping, and... he can sense that momo needs comforting too. he's just as frustrated; ryoma brushes fingertips across the back of momo's neck, pressing a soft kiss to momo's neck:: You know I'm not goin' anywhere. ::he still feels guilty, but that's the best he can give momo right now, but it's true and it won't ever change again::
Momo: *buries his face into Ryoma's hair, deeply breathing in Ryoma's scent, and lets himself relax properly for the first time in a while; he's not trapped in a game of being able to look, but not be able to do something more, anymore, and it's as if it's all starting to pour out, now - he hasn't even been aware that he's felt like this for the duration because it's been so easy to focus on Ryoma's needs and put his to the back burner*
Ryoma: ::feels somehow incredibly guilty - he's been such a mess that he hasn't really been... even paying attention to momo like he used to, and it's not fair to momo at all; he traces the vertebrae at the back of momo's neck, kissing his throat again:: Hey. M'sorry.... ::shifts up a little to kiss momo's chin::
Momo: Quit apologizin'. *smiles a bit, and nuzzles Ryoma's cheek, pressing a kiss there, and letting his hands run up and down Ryoma's back*
Ryoma: ::practically purrs, that feels really good, just closing his eyes and leaning into momo:: Well what'm I supposed t'do, it's my fault.
Momo: Mm, but always apologizin' for it won't get us anywhere. *presses a kiss to Ryoma's temple, lingering there, before placing a hand on Ryoma's cheek* Just show me. *has serious eyes, once again*
Ryoma: ::pauses a moment, but leans up and presses lips to momo's, harder this time - maybe he's not sure about things with him and momo or him and tezuka right now, but he's still sure he cares about momo and if momo needs this to believe him, then he'll give it. momo's given him more than equal in return.::
Momo: *that was exactly what he wanted, and matches the kiss perfectly, his other hand still running up and down Ryoma's back, occasionally bunching the loose fabric in a fist when he's at the bottom before releasing it, and trailing his hand back up again. It's a relief to get this out - and while he doesn't know where this is going to end them, he at least knows that they're not going to have to worry about Ryoma trying to run away again - Ryoma's made a promise, now*
Ryoma: ::is quite lost in the kiss, leaning into momo's touches, trying to give momo whatever he wants right now, because he's been more than patient and it's not fair to ask him to wait when he needs something like this. finally breaks away, sliding his arms around momo's neck again, resting his cheek on momo's shoulder:: S'that better?
Momo: *just nods, not sure if he can really even say anything with the way his heart is racing, and his breaths coming in low, quickened gasps - he feels almost dizzy, but it's all right; a good type of dizzy*
Ryoma: ::smiles a little, softly, and nuzzles beneath momo's ear, letting him get his breath back and calm down, then, eyes closed and just... trying to keep himself together when it feels like he barely can - he guiltily thinks that he's starting to feel the same way whenever tezuka's around, but now isn't the time to think about that, or momo will catch on and he needs ryoma to be there only for him right now:: Breathe. ::chuckles a little::
Momo: *laughs a bit, too* I am breathin'. Just haven't done this for a while.
Ryoma: ::it's his turn to ruffle momo's hair with one hand:: Yeah. I know what'cha mean. ::nuzzles again, still chuckling for some reason he can't figure out::
Momo: *almost says Ryoma's had it more recently, but stops himself just in time, simply laughing instead, and leaning into the touch - it's been a long time since he's ever really had much physical affection from others that weren’t twelve, thirteen, fourteen and fifteen year olds* I just hope I haven't lost my touch~
Ryoma: ::grins softly, now just running fingers through momo's hair:: Nah, I think it felt just fine. ::shifts closer, just sitting in momo's lap, content to share space and body heat for a while, wrapping his other arm around momo's back::
Momo: *smiles at the hand in his hair - it feels good* Well, good. *wraps his arms completely around Ryoma, again, enveloping him in a close hug, and breathes in his scent, again - a nice, clean smell that is probably partially from the clean clothes he's wearing* Mm, you smell good.
Ryoma: ::chuckles a little - though he could say the same thing for momo in return:: Well, that's 'cause I showered after... practice an' stuff. ::closes his eyes and breathes in momo's scent as well, because it's calming, slipping his other arm down to return the hug::
Momo: *feels his eyes slipping closed, just hugging Ryoma close, entirely comfortable with simply snuggling, for now - his earlier desperate need to kiss Ryoma has calmed down and allows him to just enjoy having him near*
Ryoma: ::sighs contentedly - he likes being in momo's arms, and shifts a little so he's sideways a bit, resting a cheek against momo's chest:: Hope that video game wasn't too important. ::joking::
Momo: *glances over at his game* Well, now that you mention it...
Ryoma: ::has a snicker fit:: Well, f'you wanna finish it that badly... ::pinches momo in the side::
Momo: Ow! *grins despite himself* Nah, I think it can wait. S'not like it's goin' anywhere.
Ryoma: Yeah, don't think it's gonna walk away. ::grins:: At least now that I'm in the same room as you
Momo: *laughs* And it better still be in the room when it's time for me to go home. I'm not leavin' without it, so you can forget it.
Ryoma: ::pouts:: Yeah, well.... ::pauses a moment:: I'll come see you.
Momo: *ruffles Ryoma's hair* Of course you will. We could get out the PS1 for old time's sake, too.
Ryoma: ::laughs:: Yeah. I think I still have some games for it. ::is just starting to realize... in a few weeks, they might not be living together anymore, any of them - he doesn't know if that will make things easier or harder, but.... :: Yeah. ::falls silent::
Momo: ...Hey, Echizen?
Ryoma: ::blinks:: Sorry. ::shakes his head a little::
Momo: It's alright. I just wanted... well, to say that despite some of the problems that have occurred here, and the fact we're always surrounded by cameras... I'm glad I did it.
Ryoma: ::blinks again -remembering -:: Ohshit... cameras - ::pause:: Wait, what?
Momo: *blinks* What?
Ryoma: ::bursts out laughing despite himself::I think we skipped a page. ::sighs, indicating the walls of the room with his chin:: We're on camera's what I meant. What'd you mean?
Momo: *...remembers and can't help but laugh, too* I kinda forgot they were there. What I meant, though, is that I'm glad I did. For gettin' to see you again. I'm... not sure if it would've happened otherwise, that's all.
Ryoma: ::glances away, ashamed, because that's undeniably his fault:: Yeah. Glad I got to see you again too, y'know. ::sighs:: I know that's my fault.
Momo: Mm, it was, but... I'm proud of you. You've done well for yourself in the world of pro-tennis. *smiles* I didn't exactly put forth a lot of effort to track you down, either. I did think about you every day, though.
Ryoma: ::still looks a little ashamed:: Yeah, well... I didn't do anything either. I missed... havin' you t'talk to.
Momo: *laughs* It was weird at times. Did you know I used to sometimes dial your phone number from middle school without even realizing I did until I looked down at my cell's display?
Ryoma: ::laughs a little shakily, suddenly leaning into momo and grasping his shirt in one hand:: I really missed you too.
Momo: *lays his hand atop Ryoma's* You're not allowed to leave again like that. You promised me.
Ryoma: ::takes a deep breath:: Yeah. I know. I won't. I did promise.
Momo: *hugs Ryoma close and tight, again, closing his eyes* Good. I won't let you.
Ryoma: ::nods, burying his face against momo's chest, feeling like maybe he is still a mess:: I know.
Momo: *tightens his arms, murmuring into Ryoma's ear, his voice holding a bit of a quiver to it* Just remember. Takin' time to yourself is alright. You'll need some of that. But running away is never the answer. Not anymore. I'll always have a bed and open arms for you if you need an escape.
Ryoma: ::nods, tightening his arms around momo and shifting up to press a kiss to his cheek:: Yeah. Thanks. ::he wants to say how much that means to him, but the words get stuck in his throat so he just kisses momo's cheek again::
Momo: *nods, his eyes a bit teary (though for what reason, he's not too sure), and laughs a bit* I'm sorry. This shouldn't be makin' me tear up. I haven't cried in years. *wipes at them with the back of his hand*
Ryoma: Hey - ::brushes at momo's eyes a little too, with a watery smile:: You better not start, you'll make me cry too an' then the fangirls'll never leave us alone. ::finally slips his arms back down around momo, speaking quietly:: You know I feel the same, right?
Momo: *laughs despite, wondering absently that he usually seems to cry when it has something to do with Ryoma* I know. I know you do. *manages a smile*
Ryoma: ::nods against momo's chest:: I always did. An' it won't ever change. ::his eyes are a little wet, but he nuzzles his face into momo's shirt a bit to dry them::
Momo: *nods again, burying his face into Ryoma's hair* I know. *Ryoma never had to say it - Momo knew, and he had known for years, even despite circumstances*
Ryoma: Good. ::leans against momo, closing his eyes and just thinking about the way being in his arms feels, because it always makes him feel safe, even though he's supposed to be an adult and able to be okay on his own::
Momo: *sniffles a bit, raising his head to wipe the last of the tears from his eyes, and lets his cheek fall atop Ryoma's head, instead, rocking him ever so gently*
Ryoma: Mm~ ::snuggles into momo a little more, not wanting him to stop. ever::
Momo: ...I don't suppose we could just stay here all night, could we? *laughs softly, not wanting to let go as much as Ryoma doesn't*
Ryoma: ::laughs a little, not opening his eyes, but snaking one arm out to curl around momo's arm:: We c'n stay s'long s'you want. All night sounds good. ::a bit of a pause:: I got practice at seven-thirty though.
Momo: Just as long as it's not five, that's fine with me. *closes his eyes, seriously debating just sitting there like that for the rest of the night, and fall asleep... even if his back would severely curse at him afterward*
Ryoma: No, not five again. Managed t'get Buchou t'compromise. ::silent a moment more, before shifting a little, and reaching up to pull the blanket from momo's bed over them:: Lie down, you dork::
Momo: Mm, 'kay. *let's go of Ryoma long enough to do as he's told*
Ryoma: ::grins softly and slips up onto momo's chest, pulling the blanket with:: Not too heavy, right?
Momo: *smiles and shakes his head* Not at all. *snakes his arms around Ryoma again*
Ryoma: Okay. ::bunches a little of the blanket under momo's head before snuggling down beneath his chin and closing his eyes again::
Momo: *snuggles close again, and closes his own eyes, feeling himself start to drift off a bit*
Rating: PG
Summary: ...I don't know what to say about this log. Um. Our intention was to let Momo and Ryoma get out their UST, and while that did happen (sorta), this then turned very... bittersweet. And kinda depressing. The muses planned the next course of action on their own before Ali and I even realized what was happening, and we just had no say over anything. For the record, Momo wasn't talking about the PS3.
Momo: *is leaning against his bed with the PS3 controller held loosely in his hands, playing a video game but not really paying much attention to what’s going on - he’s doing it mostly for the noise*
Ryoma: ::is lying on his stomach on the bed, halfheartedly watching the screen, chin propped in his hands, gaze slipping to Momo's hands every once in a while, lost in thought. He's having a hard time figuring things out still, even if he does feel better, because yesterday and this morning were just so... confusing. He sighs, wondering what Momo feels, wanting to give him something in return for all the support he's given Ryoma the past few days::
Momo: *yawns, pausing the game and putting down the controller, stretching his arms above his head*
Ryoma: ::grins a little, softly, scooting forward on the bed a bit so he's beside momo's head:: Need a break?
Momo: *looks up at Ryoma, and returns the grin* Yeah, I think so, though s’not like I'm doin' anything overly important.
Ryoma: Yeah, well.... ::being this close to momo, with the intention of doing what he's planning on doing, is a little exciting - and he needs to do this. He's sure Momo needs it. And deserves it:: Lemme fix that. ::scoots forward the last bit and presses his lips gently to Momo's::
Momo: *blinks a bit when he realizes he's being kissed, but grins a bit into it, anyway, closing his eyes, and returning the kiss just as gently*
Ryoma: ::scoots a little closer, since he's at an awkward angle, threading the fingers of one hand through momo's hair a bit, not pushing anything, just trying to thank momo with this one motion alone until they have to pull back to breathe::
Momo: *breaks the kiss, his eyes opening slowly to meet Ryoma's, a small smile curling the corners of his lips up* Hey there.
Ryoma: ::almost blushes, feeling suddenly stupidly shy, but he holds momo's gaze, a soft smile gracing his own lips:: Hey. ::feels like he should have something more to say, but doesn't just at this moment::
Momo: *shifts a bit from where he's seated on the floor, turning around to kneel on his knees, and rest his elbows on the bed, reaching out to push Ryoma's bangs off his forehead... before leaning in for another kiss*
Ryoma: ::closes his eyes, leaning into it, presently putting a little more behind it, trying to silently tell momo that he's sorry and he's grateful and he could never, ever live without his best friend::
Momo: *places a hand lightly on the back of Ryoma's neck, knowing what exactly Ryoma's trying to show in this kiss, and returns it with his own thoughts - an unspoken forgiveness despite not feeling like Ryoma needs to apologize in the first place*
Ryoma: ::understands, even if he feels momo's being too lenient somehow, and drags the kiss out until he needs to breathe, only pulling away a little bit, eyes still closed and trying to catch his breath::
Momo: *feels his own breath coming short as if he had just run a couple laps around the tennis courts, and rests his forehead against Ryoma's, his eyes closed, and his lips still curled in a smile* You're forgiven.
Ryoma: ::just lets his breath come back to him, feeling strangely comfortable, like he's done this a million times before even though he hasn't - in fact, he's never kissed momo before. finally opens his eyes, face feeling warm:: Still owe you a lot. Dunno that I'd put up with me.
Momo: *feels like kissing Ryoma is the most natural thing in the world - somehow, he just knows what Ryoma would like, what Ryoma tries to show through the kiss...* I dunno how I put up with you, either. *laughs, though he means it simply as a joke, and kisses Ryoma's cheek*
Ryoma: ::can't help but smile a bit, despite himself, crossing his arms and lowering himself to rest his chin on them:: Well... m'glad you do. Not a lotta people do. ::he knows he's right about that much::
Momo: And they're stupid to not. *says it looking oddly solemn, continuing to hold Ryoma's bangs away from his face to keep his gaze*
Ryoma: ::isn't quite sure about that, frowning a little:: I dunno. They might be right. ::he's believed for a long time that he's just... not the same as most people are::
Momo: *playfully knocks Ryoma's chin with a fist* Don't say that, y'know it's not true. *tilts his head a bit, regarding Ryoma with serious eyes*
Ryoma: ::just keeps his expression neutral, but he's not really in an argumentative mood, he's too drained for that, so he just settles for watching momo for a moment, not quite sure what to do or say::
Momo: *grins almost mischievously* Did I, Momoshiro Takeshi, just win an argument against Echizen Ryoma~?
Ryoma: ::can't help but grin a little, wrinkling his nose:: I dunno. Maybe you did. Or maybe s'just on hold~ I don't wanna argue right now. ::leans forward to nuzzle momo's cheek just a little::
Momo: ...I think I'm hearin' things. I do believe I just heard someone say they don't wanna argue right now. *can't help but grin, leaning into the nuzzle*
Ryoma: ::sighs a little, but not exasperated in the least, and kisses momo's cheek gently, chuckling:: You're losin' your mind in your old age, maybe.
Momo: Oi, I'm not old! *uses his hand to direct Ryoma's face toward him* Can old men do this? *leans forward to press his lips against Ryoma's again, almost immediately deepening it*
Ryoma: ::is actually caught a bit off guard, mouth opening in surprise, but he sort of melts into it, eyes slipping closed, feeling like he can't explain it but this is something he really needs right now::
Momo: *lazily explores the inside of Ryoma's mouth before breaking away suddenly, sitting properly, and pulling Ryoma into his lap; it's from there that he immediately lays claim on Ryoma's lips again, placing forward everything he's felt during the course of this into a dizzying kiss - the bit of hurt, the frustrations, how he reacted when Tezuka told him; everything up to this point*
Ryoma: ::is caught off-guard again when momo pauses and pulls him into his lap, blinking stupidly for a brief instant before he can't help but return the kiss, wrapping his arms around momo's neck and matching momo's intensity because he's frustrated too - he doesn't know what he wants to do, and he doesn't know what will happen next but he does know that it matters a lot to him that momo wants him, and that momo cares, and he hates hurting his best friend in any way::
Momo: *curls his arms around Ryoma's waist, holding onto him tightly, and refuses to break away from the kiss until they absolutely have to - Momo's been waiting to do this for too long; he's tired of the waiting game. He knows this hasn't ended yet, and it's not going to end until an absolute final decision has been made, but for now, during this moment, he doesn't care - he needs this just as much as Ryoma does*
Ryoma: ::when they finally break, pants for breath, resting his forehead against momo's neck and closing his eyes, breathing in his scent. it's comforting, and ryoma desperately needs comforting, still, but this morning helped a little, and this is strangely helping, and... he can sense that momo needs comforting too. he's just as frustrated; ryoma brushes fingertips across the back of momo's neck, pressing a soft kiss to momo's neck:: You know I'm not goin' anywhere. ::he still feels guilty, but that's the best he can give momo right now, but it's true and it won't ever change again::
Momo: *buries his face into Ryoma's hair, deeply breathing in Ryoma's scent, and lets himself relax properly for the first time in a while; he's not trapped in a game of being able to look, but not be able to do something more, anymore, and it's as if it's all starting to pour out, now - he hasn't even been aware that he's felt like this for the duration because it's been so easy to focus on Ryoma's needs and put his to the back burner*
Ryoma: ::feels somehow incredibly guilty - he's been such a mess that he hasn't really been... even paying attention to momo like he used to, and it's not fair to momo at all; he traces the vertebrae at the back of momo's neck, kissing his throat again:: Hey. M'sorry.... ::shifts up a little to kiss momo's chin::
Momo: Quit apologizin'. *smiles a bit, and nuzzles Ryoma's cheek, pressing a kiss there, and letting his hands run up and down Ryoma's back*
Ryoma: ::practically purrs, that feels really good, just closing his eyes and leaning into momo:: Well what'm I supposed t'do, it's my fault.
Momo: Mm, but always apologizin' for it won't get us anywhere. *presses a kiss to Ryoma's temple, lingering there, before placing a hand on Ryoma's cheek* Just show me. *has serious eyes, once again*
Ryoma: ::pauses a moment, but leans up and presses lips to momo's, harder this time - maybe he's not sure about things with him and momo or him and tezuka right now, but he's still sure he cares about momo and if momo needs this to believe him, then he'll give it. momo's given him more than equal in return.::
Momo: *that was exactly what he wanted, and matches the kiss perfectly, his other hand still running up and down Ryoma's back, occasionally bunching the loose fabric in a fist when he's at the bottom before releasing it, and trailing his hand back up again. It's a relief to get this out - and while he doesn't know where this is going to end them, he at least knows that they're not going to have to worry about Ryoma trying to run away again - Ryoma's made a promise, now*
Ryoma: ::is quite lost in the kiss, leaning into momo's touches, trying to give momo whatever he wants right now, because he's been more than patient and it's not fair to ask him to wait when he needs something like this. finally breaks away, sliding his arms around momo's neck again, resting his cheek on momo's shoulder:: S'that better?
Momo: *just nods, not sure if he can really even say anything with the way his heart is racing, and his breaths coming in low, quickened gasps - he feels almost dizzy, but it's all right; a good type of dizzy*
Ryoma: ::smiles a little, softly, and nuzzles beneath momo's ear, letting him get his breath back and calm down, then, eyes closed and just... trying to keep himself together when it feels like he barely can - he guiltily thinks that he's starting to feel the same way whenever tezuka's around, but now isn't the time to think about that, or momo will catch on and he needs ryoma to be there only for him right now:: Breathe. ::chuckles a little::
Momo: *laughs a bit, too* I am breathin'. Just haven't done this for a while.
Ryoma: ::it's his turn to ruffle momo's hair with one hand:: Yeah. I know what'cha mean. ::nuzzles again, still chuckling for some reason he can't figure out::
Momo: *almost says Ryoma's had it more recently, but stops himself just in time, simply laughing instead, and leaning into the touch - it's been a long time since he's ever really had much physical affection from others that weren’t twelve, thirteen, fourteen and fifteen year olds* I just hope I haven't lost my touch~
Ryoma: ::grins softly, now just running fingers through momo's hair:: Nah, I think it felt just fine. ::shifts closer, just sitting in momo's lap, content to share space and body heat for a while, wrapping his other arm around momo's back::
Momo: *smiles at the hand in his hair - it feels good* Well, good. *wraps his arms completely around Ryoma, again, enveloping him in a close hug, and breathes in his scent, again - a nice, clean smell that is probably partially from the clean clothes he's wearing* Mm, you smell good.
Ryoma: ::chuckles a little - though he could say the same thing for momo in return:: Well, that's 'cause I showered after... practice an' stuff. ::closes his eyes and breathes in momo's scent as well, because it's calming, slipping his other arm down to return the hug::
Momo: *feels his eyes slipping closed, just hugging Ryoma close, entirely comfortable with simply snuggling, for now - his earlier desperate need to kiss Ryoma has calmed down and allows him to just enjoy having him near*
Ryoma: ::sighs contentedly - he likes being in momo's arms, and shifts a little so he's sideways a bit, resting a cheek against momo's chest:: Hope that video game wasn't too important. ::joking::
Momo: *glances over at his game* Well, now that you mention it...
Ryoma: ::has a snicker fit:: Well, f'you wanna finish it that badly... ::pinches momo in the side::
Momo: Ow! *grins despite himself* Nah, I think it can wait. S'not like it's goin' anywhere.
Ryoma: Yeah, don't think it's gonna walk away. ::grins:: At least now that I'm in the same room as you
Momo: *laughs* And it better still be in the room when it's time for me to go home. I'm not leavin' without it, so you can forget it.
Ryoma: ::pouts:: Yeah, well.... ::pauses a moment:: I'll come see you.
Momo: *ruffles Ryoma's hair* Of course you will. We could get out the PS1 for old time's sake, too.
Ryoma: ::laughs:: Yeah. I think I still have some games for it. ::is just starting to realize... in a few weeks, they might not be living together anymore, any of them - he doesn't know if that will make things easier or harder, but.... :: Yeah. ::falls silent::
Momo: ...Hey, Echizen?
Ryoma: ::blinks:: Sorry. ::shakes his head a little::
Momo: It's alright. I just wanted... well, to say that despite some of the problems that have occurred here, and the fact we're always surrounded by cameras... I'm glad I did it.
Ryoma: ::blinks again -remembering -:: Ohshit... cameras - ::pause:: Wait, what?
Momo: *blinks* What?
Ryoma: ::bursts out laughing despite himself::I think we skipped a page. ::sighs, indicating the walls of the room with his chin:: We're on camera's what I meant. What'd you mean?
Momo: *...remembers and can't help but laugh, too* I kinda forgot they were there. What I meant, though, is that I'm glad I did. For gettin' to see you again. I'm... not sure if it would've happened otherwise, that's all.
Ryoma: ::glances away, ashamed, because that's undeniably his fault:: Yeah. Glad I got to see you again too, y'know. ::sighs:: I know that's my fault.
Momo: Mm, it was, but... I'm proud of you. You've done well for yourself in the world of pro-tennis. *smiles* I didn't exactly put forth a lot of effort to track you down, either. I did think about you every day, though.
Ryoma: ::still looks a little ashamed:: Yeah, well... I didn't do anything either. I missed... havin' you t'talk to.
Momo: *laughs* It was weird at times. Did you know I used to sometimes dial your phone number from middle school without even realizing I did until I looked down at my cell's display?
Ryoma: ::laughs a little shakily, suddenly leaning into momo and grasping his shirt in one hand:: I really missed you too.
Momo: *lays his hand atop Ryoma's* You're not allowed to leave again like that. You promised me.
Ryoma: ::takes a deep breath:: Yeah. I know. I won't. I did promise.
Momo: *hugs Ryoma close and tight, again, closing his eyes* Good. I won't let you.
Ryoma: ::nods, burying his face against momo's chest, feeling like maybe he is still a mess:: I know.
Momo: *tightens his arms, murmuring into Ryoma's ear, his voice holding a bit of a quiver to it* Just remember. Takin' time to yourself is alright. You'll need some of that. But running away is never the answer. Not anymore. I'll always have a bed and open arms for you if you need an escape.
Ryoma: ::nods, tightening his arms around momo and shifting up to press a kiss to his cheek:: Yeah. Thanks. ::he wants to say how much that means to him, but the words get stuck in his throat so he just kisses momo's cheek again::
Momo: *nods, his eyes a bit teary (though for what reason, he's not too sure), and laughs a bit* I'm sorry. This shouldn't be makin' me tear up. I haven't cried in years. *wipes at them with the back of his hand*
Ryoma: Hey - ::brushes at momo's eyes a little too, with a watery smile:: You better not start, you'll make me cry too an' then the fangirls'll never leave us alone. ::finally slips his arms back down around momo, speaking quietly:: You know I feel the same, right?
Momo: *laughs despite, wondering absently that he usually seems to cry when it has something to do with Ryoma* I know. I know you do. *manages a smile*
Ryoma: ::nods against momo's chest:: I always did. An' it won't ever change. ::his eyes are a little wet, but he nuzzles his face into momo's shirt a bit to dry them::
Momo: *nods again, burying his face into Ryoma's hair* I know. *Ryoma never had to say it - Momo knew, and he had known for years, even despite circumstances*
Ryoma: Good. ::leans against momo, closing his eyes and just thinking about the way being in his arms feels, because it always makes him feel safe, even though he's supposed to be an adult and able to be okay on his own::
Momo: *sniffles a bit, raising his head to wipe the last of the tears from his eyes, and lets his cheek fall atop Ryoma's head, instead, rocking him ever so gently*
Ryoma: Mm~ ::snuggles into momo a little more, not wanting him to stop. ever::
Momo: ...I don't suppose we could just stay here all night, could we? *laughs softly, not wanting to let go as much as Ryoma doesn't*
Ryoma: ::laughs a little, not opening his eyes, but snaking one arm out to curl around momo's arm:: We c'n stay s'long s'you want. All night sounds good. ::a bit of a pause:: I got practice at seven-thirty though.
Momo: Just as long as it's not five, that's fine with me. *closes his eyes, seriously debating just sitting there like that for the rest of the night, and fall asleep... even if his back would severely curse at him afterward*
Ryoma: No, not five again. Managed t'get Buchou t'compromise. ::silent a moment more, before shifting a little, and reaching up to pull the blanket from momo's bed over them:: Lie down, you dork::
Momo: Mm, 'kay. *let's go of Ryoma long enough to do as he's told*
Ryoma: ::grins softly and slips up onto momo's chest, pulling the blanket with:: Not too heavy, right?
Momo: *smiles and shakes his head* Not at all. *snakes his arms around Ryoma again*
Ryoma: Okay. ::bunches a little of the blanket under momo's head before snuggling down beneath his chin and closing his eyes again::
Momo: *snuggles close again, and closes his own eyes, feeling himself start to drift off a bit*