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Desuhiko has never kissed anyone.
Not for lack of trying, mind you. He’s asked plenty of girls to be his first kiss. However none have ever taken him up on the offer.
And now he’s in Kanai Ward AND it’s christmas.
Christmas is a totally romantic season! People get to drink hot chocolate together and snuggle with the excuse of the cold.
Not to mention a chance to get a smooch under the mistletoe.
It seems however that God is against him. Most of his colleagues are not smooching material and kissing the slightly dense Fubuki would feel like taking advantage. He may be a bit of a pervert, but he’s not an asshole!
After celebrating at the agency most of the evening, the chief and Yuma had walked all of them back to the hotel. It had been mostly Yuma’s idea, the chief had whined about wanting to go to sleep. All it took was one puppy eyed look from Fubuki for him to cave and come along.
The others are all talking in the hotel lobby when Desuhiko decides to go sulk outside for a bit. It’s not that the get-together wasn’t totally fun, it’s just…
It’s almost the new year and Desuhiko still hasn’t kissed anyone yet.
He’s twenty years old dammit. It’s more than a little embarrassing by now. He’s sure all of his peers have had their first kisses already. Both Halara and Fubuki are drop dead gorgeous, neither of them would have any problem getting a kiss. The chief has spoken about being a lady killer back in the day and while that might be a bit of exaggeration, there’s no way he hasn’t been kissed before. Hell, even that lazy bones of a Vivia has most likely had a kiss before.
And Yuma, well there’s not a chance he hasn’t had a kiss before. He might not have any memory of it, but he’s way too cute and charming to not have.
Man, when Desuhiko gets his first kiss he will make sure to never forget it.
The opening of the hotel door startles him from his thoughts. Yuma steps out and closes the door behind him.
“Oh are you and the chief leaving?”
“No, he and Halara are having a heated discussion on aggravating the peacekeepers.”
“Then why did you come outside?”
“You’re here.”
He says it so nonchalantly, yet it has Desuhiko blushing a bright red. Typically something like that would be considered flirting, but this is Yuma and Dushiko. Yuma wouldn’t be flirting, especially not with him.
“So why are you out here?” His face almost looks a little pink as he asks, like he’s embarrassed by something he said.
It must just be the lighting.
“Ah nothing serious. It’s just…” If it was embarrassing that he hadn’t kissed anyone before, then admitting it to Yuma would be considered mortifying. He can’t tell him! Yuma totally looks up to him as a master detective, he can’t inform him that he is a total loser.
But Yuma looks so earnest and he’s never judged him before. He never even judges the chief or Fubuki and those two embarrass themselves every day!
“It’s christmas and I didn’t get to kiss anyone.”
“Is that an important part of christmas?”
Right amnesia.
“Totally! Kissing under the mistletoe is like the most important holiday tradition!”
“But the others didn’t kiss anyone today and they don’t seem upset.”
“Well yeah, but that's different. Listen my man, kissing someone during christmas is totally magical! Especially if it’s under the mistletoe.”
“So if someone were to kiss you under the mistletoe, it would make your christmas?”
“Yes exactly, glad to see you understand my-”
Suddenly there were hands on his face and before he had any time to react Yuma’s face was glued to his.
The hands on his face were warm, in contrast to the cold lips that were kissing him. Neither were necessarily unpleasant though.
Just as quickly as it started, it was over. Desuhiko gasps before gaping in shock at Yuma.
“That’s a mistletoe up there right?”
He tilts his head up to check and to his surprise, there is in fact a mistletoe up there. He dumbly nods his head at Yuma before a scorned Yakou comes out of the hotel.
“Master detectives, honestly. How do they all manage to be so selfish? Yuma, are you ready to go? It’s best to leave this on a high note.”
“Okay I’ll go say goodbye.”
“Right, uh Desuhiko are you okay?”
“Yeah no I’m great.”
Yuma janks open the hotel door to say a quick goodbye, after which both he and Yakou give him a fast farewell. Before he knows it he’s standing on the hotel doorstep by himself.
His first kiss. With Yuma. ON CHRISTMAS.
Wow, he’s definitely not forgetting that.
The hotel door creaks open again, it’s Halara this time.
“Not that I would care, but if you stay out there you will catch a cold.” He’s more likely to catch a cold from Halara’s freezing demeanor than the rain.
“Yeah no, I’ll uh be right in.”
They raise a brow before deciding it’s not worth pressing and go inside.
He will go inside himself in a minute, he is just a little busy at the moment with replaying the kiss in his head. The more he thinks about it, the warmer his face feels.
Oh wow.