[ keigo, as emotional as ever, was so thrilled he couldn't even express it in any other way but through tears and the occasional relieved laugh or sigh. this was so overwhelming... he knew it wasn't sougo's fault, but it felt like he'd been yo-yoing between hope and despair for so long. it was exhausting. all of those fears were assuaged for now and he was going to revel in the happiness he felt.

he couldn't even speak as sougo poured out his heart to him, but he easily moved with him as he reached to touch his face. it felt so wonderful and familiar, like he truly was experiencing what it would feel like to have someone return from the dead. maybe that was a bit dramatic...

but what was keigo if not dramatic?

he wanted to tell sougo no, he did deserve to tell him everything, anything, that he wanted. he wanted to hear it all. anything. but before he could gather his senses well enough to respond, sougo swiftly stole his breath away with that tender kiss.

keigo's eyes widened, the remnants of tears rolling down his cheeks before dissipating entirely. that feeling... that familiar, warm, welcoming feeling of sougo's touch, was amplified immensely from his own emotions and the surge of chroma between them. keigo quickly leaned into the touch, his hands smoothing over sougo's back to support him. he closed his eyes and kissed him deeply, going as far as to press firmly against him, edging sougo backwards.

was he really dipping him... well, the occasion seemed to call for it. ]