Ah - [ It definitely hadn't been the first time he's lingered around, watching Noiz with a bit of a stubborn conviction. He's not about to admit it, though, especially with those angry eyes staring down at him, accusing him of going back on a promise only he knows he's been keeping (in his own way) up until then.
He's not using his passive ability, in an effort to prove himself, and he's prepared to face the consequences. Like a smack to the face or a fist grabbing for his vest, but a kiss? It's not expected. So he's taken aback, shocked into swallowing back his excuses as he's forced to rear up.
The gasp that leaves his throat is quiet, muffled by their lips fitting against one another. The cold metal of his piercings press uncomfortably against his skin, but his lips are soft, pliable. Obito squeezes his one eye shut, waiting for him to either stop altogether or take it further. ]
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He's not using his passive ability, in an effort to prove himself, and he's prepared to face the consequences. Like a smack to the face or a fist grabbing for his vest, but a kiss? It's not expected. So he's taken aback, shocked into swallowing back his excuses as he's forced to rear up.
The gasp that leaves his throat is quiet, muffled by their lips fitting against one another. The cold metal of his piercings press uncomfortably against his skin, but his lips are soft, pliable. Obito squeezes his one eye shut, waiting for him to either stop altogether or take it further. ]