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[ GN!Reader ] ➜ A Situation-Ship Solved By Make-Outs

╰┈➤ You and Nazuna have a complicated situation-ship that teeters between just friends to something far more. Now, at a Crazy:B performance, you managed to find Nazuna, just to "talk". And maybe make out a little bit. Or a lot.

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        Lights and thundering voices drowned out by pounding music sent your head swirling with a bit of irritation. The bass of the blaring music seemed to shake the walls of the building, the LED lights nearly blinding you whenever you cast your gaze their way. Just as the music reverberated against your skull, you found yourself leaning back against the nearest wall you could find. The live house was absurdly lively, and you enjoyed it that way. You're not particularly a party lover, but good music deserves a good crowd.

You nodded your head to the music. As a producer, this was precisely what you wanted to see happen. You produce for quite a few units, and this one was one of your most prized fosters. Crazy:B has a way with their crowd-pumping performances. Seeing how everyone had been waiting for quite some time for this one song, you weren't surprised that the massive crowd was shrieking by the time 'Crazy Roulette' dawned its arrival.

Your lean back on the wall caused your foot to stick out a bit. You hadn't realized that it was in the way until a blond haired individual walked past, only to somewhat stumble over your shoe. You immediately righted your posture. "Are you okay?" You asked as you aided the individual in gathering himself.
He awkwardly smiled at you. Ruby eyes pierced your soul, eyes that you find put your heart into an overzealous rage as a response. "I'm th— nyo, I'm thine..!" Stammered the familiar individual.
"Hey, Nazuna!" You beamed at him, taking his hands in yours in order to pull him aside. As your back met the wall, you continued cradling his hands in yours.
Nazuna stumbled before halting before you. "Ah, hello!" He yelled over the music. "Are you here for the performanthe, thoo?" He questioned, his lisp almost entirely gone.

You smiled tenderly upon him. "Yep. How about you?" You questioned, your thumbs smoothing over Nazuna's soft knuckles. Your senses could barely fathom the softness and smoothness of Nazuna's skin.
Nazuna visibly turned a tad red. "Me too. I wath with the kids, they wanted to thee the— the performance." You could see his ruby stare eyeing your lower lip.
Your eyes narrowed as you returned his stare. "Really? I didn't take them for the type, haha. Mitsuru, maybe. He's hard to impress." You commented, struggling to understand the meaning behind Nazuna's knit facial expression.
He cast his gaze up to your eyes once again. "Mm-hmm, I'm surprised that Hajime-chin asked to see them. I think he hath a friend there."

"Really? It's probably Niki, then." You speculated while Nazuna's gaze flicked around you.
You eyed your surroundings before gesturing towards Nazuna with a 'come hither' motion using solely your fingers. He inched closer to you. You leaned close to his face. "The kids aren't nearby, right?" You whispered near his ear.
Nazuna's complexion grew red almost instantly. "N-nyo." Came his response.
"Great," you inhaled deeply to gather your courage. "Can I..?" You trailed off as your hands hovered over his hips.
Nazuna stepped forth, practically placing his waist into your hands. He didn't reply, far too embarrassed to hear himself lisp and struggle to enunciate.

Your hands tugged him close as you could bring him. The idol seemed to hesitate, weighing his own morals before he leaned close to you and simply pressed his lips against yours. Your heart nearly halted. The beat rushed immediately, your rushing blood traveling into your cheeks as you tasted honey and tea leaves on Nazuna's impeccably soft lips. Your palms rested on his hips as though they belonged there. His outfit was probably the most bold thing you've ever seen his wear. A half-top, to be precise. You recognized it as one of his special outfits, one titled "Hoppin' Hype".

Nazuna's lips separated from yours, leaving not even an inch between you and him. You inhaled deeply before pressing your lips into his. Nazuna allowed his arms to hang over your shoulders, carefree in wherever your lips roamed. Unfortunately, the audience meant you could only do so much. Out and about meant that you were presenting as a producer, not as yourself, therefore, you're pulling a risky move. You couldn't be bothered to stop, however. Risky or not, you wished to end this cycle of situation-ship with Nazuna. Some days it felt like you were dating, and others it felt like just friends or even strangers.
You and Nazuna both know how close you are. You know how bad you want him to be yours.

The kiss quickly escalated as your lips parted, your tongue poking briefly at Nazuna's lips. His mouth slightly opened to accept your gesture. You bent him back a bit, leaning his weight into your arm that supported his back while your tongue teased the very back of his heated mouth. Nazuna shut his eyes, his arms wrapping around your neck as he allowed you to roam freely as you wished.
You couldn't care about who saw you. This was your entire dream, and Nazuna's too.

To Nazuna, this was everything. The feeling of your tongue sliding along the roof, corners, and back of his mouth was like a dream come true. Just feeling your fingers gracing his body was a feeling he never expected to experience. The music drowned out his low whines wherever your tongue dipped near his throat.
You couldn't see yourself withdrawing anytime soon. This was suffocating. You felt intoxicated, enthralled by the sweet smell of Nazuna's hair and the indescribable taste of his lips.

By that time, Nazuna could feel his lips growing hot from the prolonged kissing. His only response was to hug your neck tighter, pressing himself deeper into your kiss. Your tongue withdrew from his mouth, sparing the two just a moment to breathe. The strand of saliva stretching between their mouths was soon cut as the two pressed back into a deep kiss. Your lips were pulsing with heat.
Nazuna could feel his heart racing and his lips stinging. Either way, he was quick to kiss you harder and more passionately.

While you thought that you'd be disgusted by any of Nazuna's saliva being in your mouth, you truly didn't mind when the time came. Nazuna only grew greedier, his breaths slightly faster than before as his lips practically tore yours off. Your arms desperately coiled around his waist, pushing his overheated body close to yours. Nazuna's touch navigated from a hug to his palms resting on the nape of your neck.

You swore to never do anything unprofessional whenever leaving the agency as a producer, but this was too much to resist. Your kisses grew more intense as you ran out of breath. Your mind wandered off to imagining another person doing this to Nazuna. It made your blood boil. You separated your lips from his to breathe, listening to Nazuna quietly pant as he struggled to catch his breath.
"Nazuna," you placed your forehead against his. "Is it safe to say I love you now?" You questioned, almost embarrassed of yourself.
He smiled softly. "Yeah, I think so." He replied with a smile that wrinkled his eyes a bit. That smile of his had you weak.

Nazuna glanced between the crowd and you. "I have to go. The kids are probably getting worried."
"I'll go with you. I'm sure the kids will be happy if we both show up." You said, continuing to ogle Nazuna's lips.
Nazuna quietly laughed. "Definitely. One more?" He questioned.
You closed the gap between his lips and yours. Your tongue went absolutely wild. You didn't care how dizzy it made you to run out of air. All you wanted was to make the moment last as long as possible.

Before long, you could see Nazuna growing weak. He pulled back, leaning back a bit. You leaned into him, following his lips like you'd fallen into a trance. "You're a good kisser, Nazuna." You told him.
He flushed vibrant red. You cupped his face in your hands, pressing him back into a kiss. This kiss lasted for seconds, and that was it.
Nazuna's hand slid into yours. You could feel his thundering heartbeat as your body withdrew from being pressed close to his chest. You squeezed his hand gently in yours. "Got it, time to see our kids."
"Mm-hmm," Nazuna hummed, seemingly out of it. He shook his head as he struggled to compose himself. "O-okay, leth juth go.."

Your eyes landed upon him. For the entire night, they'd hold onto him(and maybe undress him a bit) with small gestures and simple smiles. After the performance, you were happy to head back to your office and simply cuddle him until your face felt like it was in flames.