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-Send me a “Push” and I’ll write a drabble about one character pushing the other against a wall and kissing them
Alright, let's see here >:3 Time for Kudari to get ... pushy. Ehehehe
Title: Popular
Word count: 1092
Synopsis: Nobori has won a popularity contest, and Kudari needs to congratulate his brother.
Dynamic: KudaNobo
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The news of Nobori's "win" had come to them towards the end of one of their shifts. Stepping off the Multi Train, Kudari excitedly recounting his favorite battles of the day, they'd been intercepted by a few of their Agents enthusiastically holding magazines up to them. Leaning forward, one hand behind his back and the other with a knuckle to his chin, Nobori read over what they were being shown. It was a dramatic two-page spread, declaring the winner of a popularity contest the magazine had held with bold text highlighted at the top of the page. Curiously, alongside the text was a full body picture of him in one of their best-known poses.
"Oh! Nobori won!" Kudari chirped, tilting to the side with both hands behind his back.
"It seems so," Nobori had said, though he didn't recall entering any kind of contest. And even if he had, surely he would have done so with Kudari. It was only natural - they were a two-car train, and he didn't really have an interest in doing anything without his twin. Kudari's picture was also there with text indicating he'd taken third place, after a person that Nobori didn't recognize. The idea didn't settle well with Nobori, and he wondered mildly if it bothered Kudari as it bothered him. If there couldn't be a tie, then surely they should have been one after the other.
Straightening back up, he returned his other arm to behind back so that he and Kudari matched. "What an interesting thing to have occurred! Would you mind terribly if we were to borrow these magazines?" To his surprise, the Agents said they got them each a copy. One that he and Kudari could share would have been more than enough. In any case, he gratefully accepted his magazine and returned to his neutral stance. Kudari, however, held the magazine in both hands in front of himself as he continued to absorb the details of the contest.
Thanking the Agents, they headed back to their shared office. Kudari walked next to him as he continued to stare at the magazine. He seemed completely fascinated with it; perhaps he was trying to understand how Nobori had won, why there was someone between them, and when they had even been entered. In a way, Nobori was quite looking forward to Kudari's arguments as to why he should have won. Competing with each other had always been fun, though this time they hadn't even known about it. Perhaps he would join Kudari in complaining about being robbed of a battle.
"Hey Nobori~" Kudari sing-songed playfully from behind him as he chuckled to himself about their discussion to come. He'd taken a few steps ahead so that Kudari didn't have to drop the magazine to open the door of their office.
"Hm?" was all Nobori managed before Kudari pushed him through the open door. "Eh? Kudari?" he blurted out as he caught his footing, turning to face his twin in confusion. Kudari cheerfully stepped into the room, and turned to close and lock the door behind himself. Once his twin had checked the door to his satisfaction, Kudari turned to face him with an expression absolutely brimming with mischief. The magazine was gently tossed onto the couch they kept for relaxation as Kudari approached him, large strides quickly closing the distance between them.
Unsure of what Kudari's plan was, he took equal steps back from his mischievous brother. Could Kudari have been upset with him? Surely his twin knew that he'd had nothing to do with the results of this battle of popularity. If he'd known it was going on, he would have voted for his precious younger brother, as he expected Kudari would with him. Kudari lifted a hand to press against his chest, encouraging him to step backwards even further. He gasped when his back bumped against the wall.
"Kudar-" he started, mouth open to explain.
But Kudari clearly wanted no explanation, cutting him off with a kiss. Using the momentum of his approach, Kudari pressed against him, hands placed on the wall on either side of Nobori's face. Eyes initially open in shock, they slid shut when his twin deepened the kiss insistently. A moan was pulled out of him as Kudari teased one hand down his side, resting on his hip to keep them close. Breaking the kiss only a moment to breathe, Kudari dipped back in, sucking on Nobori's lower lip before kissing him again.
Face hot, Nobori's eyes fluttered open when Kudari finally stopped kissing him, although his twin's body did not pull back from where it had pressed against his. While Kudari had ravished his mouth, he'd gripped onto his twin's biceps to steady himself, the breath having been kissed out of him.
"Kudari?" The hunger in his twin's eyes was obvious now that they had a little space between their faces. It made his stomach fluttery in the best of ways, as unexpected as it had been. It wasn't clear to him why Kudari suddenly wanted to kiss him - although Nobori had wanted it for some time, he'd thought perhaps his affection was the one thing his twin did not mirror. But it seems he'd been wrong.
"That better be your first kiss, Nobori," Kudari said, eyes hooded, licking his lips. Nobori's eyes followed that tongue, acutely aware of how moments ago it had been warring against his own. He thought, head pleasantly fuzzy, that Kudari had certainly won that last battle.
"It was, but do not think you can win just from experience!"
Kudari chuckled, leaning in again and biting his own lower lip this time, it sliding out from underneath his teeth far more plump than it had been a second ago. Nobori desperately wanted Kudari to kiss him again in that moment. "My first too."
He felt satisfied that they'd shared their first kiss, a flicker of possessiveness warming his stomach. No one else had kissed his younger brother, and he would be sure that no one ever would. "A natural talent-! Bravo, Kudari. Perhaps you should share some of that talent with your big brother."
Narrowing his eyes, Kudari's smile became sharper, a possessive edge mirroring Nobori's own feelings. "Okay. I'll share with you, Nobori." Closing the barest whisper of space between them, Kudari kissed him again, and this time it was Nobori that pulled him close. After all, he couldn't have Kudari that far ahead of him. Kudari would have to keep kissing him until they were equally matched.
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