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And their mouths meet. Seiya can feel warmth spreading like spilled coffee inside their chest— it doesn't burn like they had expected it to, nevertheless it makes them feel lightheaded and body giving in, slowly falling on top of Usagi.
Usagi.
Usagi kisses fast. Kisses deep. Angles her head multiple times in all sorts of directions to go even deeper.
Usagi kisses like Seiya tastes like sweet strawberry cake and she wants to lick every last inch of frosting. Usagi gauges at their reactions, even with closed eyes like their needs are hers.
When Seiya huffs out a sound that they could only ever do alone, Usagi dives in the same spot like she just heard god's voice and jesus, does she need to hear it again.
They kiss for what feels an eternity, until Usagi breaks it. Seiya is a bit out of breath, and despite the whine Usagi lets out when their mouths separate, it doesn't go by them she noticed pretty quickly.
Seiya wishes the kiss could last longer. It's the closest they've ever been to perfection, body electric, mind euphoric, the world frozen in the name of their eternal kiss.
Eternal. Seiya feels imortal, like they could die happy right now, like life has gained a new meaning. They might (they are) dramatic, but god, in between intergalactic missions and friendship Seiya couldn't have possibly predicted what a bomb romantic love would be.
A bomb. Usagi is a bomb. She's dramatic, over excited, sensitive, loud and everything. Usagi is everything and her kiss tastes like sweat and strawberry lip gloss and her hands are on their waist and they're so soft and they love her.
Seiya loves Usagi. How could they not. Being cherished, being valued, being heard. Usagi's friendship is different they Seiya's original companions and they wouldn't have it any other way.
And she's theirs. Usagi loves them. They know. And the knowledge is more powerful than Seiya could've ever predicted.
Because when their foreheads stop touching and Usagi's fat and perfect fingers cup their cheek, Seiya feels their stomach doing back flips.
Her fingers run up and down and up and down their cheek and Seiya holds back an impulse to kiss her right then and there.
Usagi winks as she says I love you and a light laugh bubbles out her lips, playfully so, ethereal like she is, halo shining inside her eyes when they meet Seiya's.
Angel. Usagi's much like an angel, kind of like Cupid, with the white tunic, missing her arrow shots and laughing sheepishly to lighten her error's load. She's the one that sobs loudly whenever a couple she introduced breaks up, tears raining down on earth. She's a cry baby, pouty, problem avoidant, stubborn angel and Seiya loves her for it.