Kakashi, for a single, heart-stopping moment, thought Toshiro was leaning in to kiss him.

(Which, okay, he

did,

but not how Kakashi expected.)

The shorter male had pressed close enough for Kakashi to count every freckle dotting his cheeks, body leaning up ' probably on his tip-toes, with their four inch height difference. Slightly parted lips, half-lidded eyes ' what had he been supposed to think? His brain had completely flatlined, actually, so not much thinking took place at all. It came back online to register the fact that the soft pressure on his cheek was Toshiro 's lips.

He stood completely still when the other man trailed away without thought, shutting his bedroom door behind him. Kakashi remained,

in shock,

unable to move from his frozen position in the hallway like an idiot. Beneath his skin, his heart

pulsed