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male!reader x ryuguji ken
(written in first person)
there's an unspoken understanding between best friends. a sort of golden rule-- something you don't really have to think about. it goes like this; you don't kiss your best friend. not when you're both in a gang-- especially not when you're both guys. and if, for whatever reason, your best friend temporarily goes insane and decides to kiss you, you don't let him. you're supposed to slug him in the jaw, ask him, "what the hell was that?!"
you're not supposed to like it. it isn't supposed to make you feel good and it sure as hell isn't supposed to give you an erection.
for however long it was that we stood there, me shaking with my hands clenched at my sides, draken's hands gripping my shoulders, and our lips pressed together, it actually felt good. for a moment, i savored it; i reveled in it. because i knew once the moment was over, i'd never get it back. draken didn't really love me the same way i loved him.
if i hadn't started running my mouth about how low i thought of myself, about a silly suicide attempt, we wouldn't be here right now.
i knew that because... that's just the kind of person draken was.
he was my best friend; the guy who'd repeated over and over again how he'd take a bullet for me. the same guy who'd kiss me to make me feel like i was worth loving.
