[ He'd be lying if he said that he wasn't hoping for that. Josh would have leaned in for the kiss himself, but like previously said, he has no reference point for anything like this. Back before he even had any idea that he would end up a Sin-Eater ( or that his mother was a Technomancer on the run from TFV ) he'd been too focused on getting his football career off the ground, raising Cindy and looking out for his dad.
It wasn't that he hadn't been interested in people, it just felt like there wasn't time for that, and most of the girls at college had always seemed to wait on him, or anyone dragged into a group date would back off after it became clear that his family came first, his game second -- and really, his end-goal was for Cinds and Dad anyway -- his boys and finishing school a very close third and everything else came after all that.
Annie Finnick had been the odd exception, their friendship something that fell naturally into place after he'd talked her back from that rooftop ledge; and they'd had individual goals to see to first anyway so whatever time they'd had together was often brief and never demanded anything from each other.
He supposes that he'd pictured things falling into place somehow, at the time it had felt likenthere would be time, but then he'd gotten sick and well, the rest was pretty much history.
When Hikaru's fingers catch his chin, he just goes with the flow. They've already kissed twice -- the first, broken off because okay, that had been rushed on his part, impulse, really, and the other man had been surprised. As for the second, Josh had seen it coming, but he'd been unprepared, given the lead up into the moment, high emotions and all.
This time, he's a little bit more prepared, meeting the Blade King halfway as he straightens up.
And then there's that hint of tongue and his brain kind of just... fizzles out.
Yep. That is most definitely a hitch in his breath as his lips part in surprise, one hand latching onto the sheets of the bed while the other just... sort of grasps at thin air. ]
no subject
It wasn't that he hadn't been interested in people, it just felt like there wasn't time for that, and most of the girls at college had always seemed to wait on him, or anyone dragged into a group date would back off after it became clear that his family came first, his game second -- and really, his end-goal was for Cinds and Dad anyway -- his boys and finishing school a very close third and everything else came after all that.
Annie Finnick had been the odd exception, their friendship something that fell naturally into place after he'd talked her back from that rooftop ledge; and they'd had individual goals to see to first anyway so whatever time they'd had together was often brief and never demanded anything from each other.
He supposes that he'd pictured things falling into place somehow, at the time it had felt likenthere would be time, but then he'd gotten sick and well, the rest was pretty much history.
When Hikaru's fingers catch his chin, he just goes with the flow. They've already kissed twice -- the first, broken off because okay, that had been rushed on his part, impulse, really, and the other man had been surprised. As for the second, Josh had seen it coming, but he'd been unprepared, given the lead up into the moment, high emotions and all.
This time, he's a little bit more prepared, meeting the Blade King halfway as he straightens up.
And then there's that hint of tongue and his brain kind of just... fizzles out.
Yep. That is most definitely a hitch in his breath as his lips part in surprise, one hand latching onto the sheets of the bed while the other just... sort of grasps at thin air. ]