30 Day Ship Challenge - Miritama - BNHA

Day 26 - Confessing

Tamaki rocked back and fourth on his heels, trying to keep his breathing steady.
He faced the wall, not wanting to see anyone who might be walking out behind here. He didn't want to think they were there. He didn't want to let that add onto the anxiety... More than it already had.
God, this was such a stupid idea. Mirio would say no anyway! Why did he even think... Why could he ever hope; how could he ever hope that that freakishly handsome, insanely powerful, super out of his league blond would share his feelings?
He wasn't that good of a hero. He didn't have that good of a Quirk. He couldn't be good enough for a guy like that. Mirio deserves better; more than the Tamaki could offer, nevermind actually go through with and produce.
How could someone so bold and confident stand to be around someone so shy and concealed? That couldn't be good for the soon-to-be number one hero's brand. He was always smiley and happy, beleiving in himself and encouraging others.

Yet here the number two was, here, with his back toward the person he was trying to confess to. He wanted to get this weight off his shoulders, he wanted to get this secret off his chest, he'd been holding it for so goddamn long and it was getting impossible for him not to blush when he was around. His face turned all shades of pink and the tips of his ears and nose got all warm and there was this tingle in his heart and flutter in his chest whenever Mirio smiled at him, or flexed, or god forbid touched him.
The kid was an absolute mess. A mix of anticipation, anxiety, excitement, and resentment. The last toward himself and no-one else.

Then he heard a voice call his name, it was Mirio's voice.
"Hey! There you are. Nejire told me you were too shy to tell me to meet you here."
Tamaki whipped around, plastering a fake smile on his lips. "Y-yeahh yeah! Um..!" he tried to sound more enthusiastic than normal because of how excited he felt, but also trying to hide the mass amounts of anxiety.
If he just goddamn said it then he'd be able to run away and Mirio would just know and he wouldnt have to face this any longer!
"I-I- I just- um- Wanted to- say.." he tried to spit it out, he really did.
Tamaki just kept stuttering and stuttering, unable to get it out.
What if Mirio thought he was gross and didn't want to talk to him anymore? How would he react? Nejire had done her best to reassure Tamaki but he seemed to forget all of that. He forgot everything, everything she'd told him to say, shutting his mouth. He ravaged through his pocket for his last resort, just a little piece of paper with a heart on it.
Tamaki pursed his lips and clenched his eyes shut as he shoved the slip to a very confused Mirio, then suddenly whirling around and facing the wall once more. He didnt want to see Mirio's reaction, he didn't want to do this anymore, this was a fucking horrible idea, he shouldn't have ever tried it out, he shouldn't have gone with Nejire's plan in the first place.
It wad about then Tamaki realized he wasn't actually breathing and had to make an effort, taking slow, long breaths to try and calm himself.
Then he felt some strong arms arap around his torso, and hearing "You don't know what just a little shape can do to me, man" made his heart skip a bear. Mirio got the message, clearly, and Tamaki desperately wanted to ask if he liked him back or not.
He felt he already knew the answer though, Mirio won't let him go and he was radiating happiness.
Tamaki's lips curled upward slightly, and now he got the message.
He lent his head up into Mirio's shoulder, holding onto his arms as a way to hug back.
They stayed like that for a long time, both kind of assuming they knew what the other had meant.
Tamaki thought Mirio liked him back, and Mirio thought his feelings were returned.
It was the best feeling ever.
Mirio pulled away after a while, and the sight of Tamaki grinning so wide made his heart clench. He gave some nervous laughter. "That- that meand what I think it does, right?"
Tamaki nodded, not able to say it aloud still. You'd think it would be easier.
"Then, can I-" Mirio's voice caught in his throat, and he gave a small laugh to cover it up. "Can I kiss you?"
The smaller's face burned and he glanced away from Mirio, but nodded and was able to manage a "yeah," soft as ever.
He closed his eyes, awaiting contact.
He'd wondered a few times if Mirio's lips were soft and goddamn he was right.
Absolutely nothing in Tamaki's wildest imaginations could prepare him for the feeling, nor the sight. Nor just knowing Mirio was so close, so flustered, so.... His.
Before he knew it, Tamaki was kissing back, and he was loving every second of it. He was trying to memorize every part of this experience as if it would be the first and the last.

It seemed as if it wasn't going to end at the same time as it would be over so quickly.
Both wanted to make it deeper, but neither actually wanted to take it too far.
Mirio pulled back, refilling his lungs. That reminded Tamaki that he hadn't been breathing either. He smiled and hugged Tamaki again. "I love you!"
He'd heard those words before and it shot sparks in his heart, but also sadness at the fact it was platonic.
But not anymore.