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Title: Ryou's Confession
Type: One-Shot
Rating: PG-13
Category: Romance, (Slight) Angst
Warning: Slash
Characters: Malik and Ryou
Pairing(s): Malik x Ryou
Summary: In a moment of superiority, Ryou chooses to confess his feelings towards Malik.
"Ryou-kun...!" the tanned boy pleaded, his distressed voice echoing throughout the cold, dry air.
Moments prior, Ryou had guiltilly confessed his feelings towards Malik. A second of sheer madness-- Ryou had immediately, without awaiting a response from the Egpyptian, pressed his lips against the other's, arms sliding down Malik's posterior.
The second their lips made a forceful contact, rominations of deploration stuggled through his mind. His miniscule period of time in which he had been trutfhul and determined; unstoppable, even, had promptly halted.
Two sets of lips parted at lightning speed.
"I'm sorry... I-I really am... I shouldn't have...Well... I guess I..." Ryou stuttered, rummaging throughout his puzzled brain for the correct words in such a situation, taking a small setp backwards.
"Sh..." Malik murmured, his mouth mere centimeters away from Ryou's ear, his breath sweltering around the rim of and inside it. Reassuringly, Malik returned the kiss, a warm smile on his face.
Ryou was almost too shocked to have any reaction whatsover; besides standing frozen, as if he were a frightened statue.
Malik liked him back.
Oh, gods. Malik liked him back. In that way.
His body reacting before his brain, Ryou closed his arms around Malik, this time, his wrists resting on lavendar material covered shoulders.
Begging for an entry, Malik's tongue gently ran across Ryou's lips. They parted, and their two tongues clashed together violently, as if they were waves smashing together during an angry storm
Moments after, the kiss was broken. (They desperately needed to take in some oxygen.) Each of their gazes were fixed unto one another's.
They grinned.
And, hand in hand, they walked back inside.