Midnight Buzz

5 A Welcome Kiss

Arthur parked his car out in the lot in front of the building, tapping his foot anxiously. He pulled down his mirror and made some last minute adjustments. Feathering his hair away from his eyes, straightening the hood of his jacket across his back, adjusting his chain - he wasn't totally satisfied, but he never seemed to be when it came to how he looked.

He sat there for a minute, taking in a deep breath and sighing it out. Arthur watched himself in the mirror, feeling doubt start to jump in his system. He put one hand on the side of his door, tilting his head and biting his lip as he winked at himself through the mirror.

Yep, that would do. He closed it against the top of his car and got out, locking the door and making his way into the complex.

He found himself making quick time up the stairs as a result of his nerves, already on the third floor and walking down the hall to the rooms. He saw room 140 and stalled, chewing his bottom lip and going to 147.

He knocked twice on the door with a snap of his wrist, turning his head down and shuffling his car keys in his pocket. Giving into a small grunt of frustration as he couldn't yank his dorm keys out to make room, the door opened suddenly and Arthur found himself pulled in.

Back against the closed door, he looked up quickly and saw Francis in front of him. He wasn't able to admire him, all he saw in the moment was the lack of space between them.

He felt Francis' hands cup his face and pull him forward slightly, being met with a thorough and haste kiss. Their first kiss.

Arthur felt his eyes go wide, but hurried to kiss him back; hands idly up holding his cellphone and keys to his room in separate hands. He closed his eyes as he felt Francis' hands move down from his cheeks to the sides of his neck, being pulled flush against the other body as arms locked behind his head in a quick motion.

Arthur felt awkward holding onto his items, but he didn't want to just drop them; regardless of how much he wanted to grip onto the other man. Trying to ignore the lack of contact he was initiating, he tilted his head in tune with Francis and introduced his tongue to the kiss.

They stayed there, tangled in a grip by lips, for a few moments - till Francis separated with a deep breath. He stared at Arthur, close, and gave into a dazed smile. "Hi."