Levi can't help but let out a laugh. Uric is a cat. He hadn't realized Cecil had gotten himself a cat, but now he does remember there being a kitten in the cabin in addition to Sylvain. Duh, Levi.
The kiss, though, takes him by surprise. Cecil is definitely picking up what he's putting down, no doubt about it, and Levi's pleasantly surprised by how bold Cecil Honeychurch has become. But he receives that message loud and clear and when Cecil pulls back from the kiss, Levi is left starry-eyed and dazed.
It's a simple kiss, one that the couple shares several times throughout the day everyday without much thought, and yet this is the first one that Levi can remember. It's... their first kiss!! His first time kissing Cecil Honeychurch!!! He goes from dazed, to giddy, then-- Oh, fuck, Cecil thinks he hates his cat.
"No, I love cats!" he tries to backpedal, as if poor, sweet, innocent Uric the Kitten wasn't the one he was trying to avoid seeing, "They're totally my style." He squeezes his prefect's hands in his gloved ones and returns his kiss with an eager one of his own, withdrawing his hands to rest on Cecil's hips instead. "I was just thinking about, like, if our roommates are still in the cabin." Another kiss, to his jaw. "But we can draw the curtains." Another kiss, to his neck. "You're so cute, I'd kiss you until practice if I could."
Honestly, fuck practice if it means he gets to make out with a cute boy from the future. Future Levi would understand.
Levi & Cecil
The kiss, though, takes him by surprise. Cecil is definitely picking up what he's putting down, no doubt about it, and Levi's pleasantly surprised by how bold Cecil Honeychurch has become. But he receives that message loud and clear and when Cecil pulls back from the kiss, Levi is left starry-eyed and dazed.
It's a simple kiss, one that the couple shares several times throughout the day everyday without much thought, and yet this is the first one that Levi can remember. It's... their first kiss!! His first time kissing Cecil Honeychurch!!! He goes from dazed, to giddy, then-- Oh, fuck, Cecil thinks he hates his cat.
"No, I love cats!" he tries to backpedal, as if poor, sweet, innocent Uric the Kitten wasn't the one he was trying to avoid seeing, "They're totally my style." He squeezes his prefect's hands in his gloved ones and returns his kiss with an eager one of his own, withdrawing his hands to rest on Cecil's hips instead. "I was just thinking about, like, if our roommates are still in the cabin." Another kiss, to his jaw. "But we can draw the curtains." Another kiss, to his neck. "You're so cute, I'd kiss you until practice if I could."
Honestly, fuck practice if it means he gets to make out with a cute boy from the future. Future Levi would understand.