It's been a few years since Dustin's kissed anyone either, mostly pre-pubescent pecks at summer camp or, just once, behind the big tree at his old school. He'd given up the activity when it'd become dangerous; now, certain as he was that that frog had been sufficiently boiled, he's contemplating taking it up again.
So, he looks up to meet Blake's mouth. The kiss is soft and not-unpleasant and as he waits for the reflexive stomach-churning he's come to rely on to guide his actions, he finds it never comes. In fact, he doesn't feel much of anything at all, and when he realises that, he smiles. Maybe he'd make it out of this party relatively unscathed after all.
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Dustin + Blake
Date: 2019-01-20 05:20 pm (UTC)So, he looks up to meet Blake's mouth. The kiss is soft and not-unpleasant and as he waits for the reflexive stomach-churning he's come to rely on to guide his actions, he finds it never comes. In fact, he doesn't feel much of anything at all, and when he realises that, he smiles. Maybe he'd make it out of this party relatively unscathed after all.