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"Both flustured."

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Why? Why was it so hard?! Why can't these two just start acting like an actual romantic couple they are and hold hands, hell, even KISSES OR HAVING NICKNAMES? Well, technicaly, 'Noodle boy', 'peasant' 'imbecile' 'moron' and 'noodle brain' were already a few nicknames, but they weren't the same compability as 'sweetheart' 'love' or 'dear.' MK and Red Son both liked eachother, there was no denying it, but after they cleared out their newfound feelings, they agreed on a relationship, but it doesn't even look like one! Holding hands was literally impossible without Red Son or MK pulling away to cover their burning red, flushed faces. Even a hug? Yeah, no way. Red Son would light up on fire like he does when he's angry, but this time, it's not anger, its literal embarrasment and flusteredness, filled with multiple apologies from both the fire prince and the noodle delivery boy. So, a change had to be made, they can't keep on acting like young stupid teenagers that are hopelessly in love with eachother, right? That why, right now, MK is patiently, yet nervously, sitting on his bed and waiting for his partner to arrive with a simple knock on his window. This was a perfect timimg since nobody was there, it was late at night so of course Pigsy's Noodles were closed and people ussd their time to sleep, while MK wanted to practice kissing with Red. Yes, these two haven't tried it yet, of course because of their reactions. He didn't even tell Red Son why he should come over.

MK's stress built up even more when Red Son arrived at his window and knocked on it. MK opened it, both of them quietly staring at eachother. "Did you call me to admire the view or what?" Red Son spat out sarcastically, which made MK blush up. He moved away and let Red Son jump in his room, while he adjusted his glasses and brushed his coat off. He sat on the bed near MK, his legs crossed since he had his mannerisms. "Thanks for coming, Red. Ill understand if you don't agree with me on this decision..." MK began, making Red Son's worries grow. What did MK mean by that? Will they break up? Oh no, his heart wouldn't handle that well. "It's nothing bad, but, I kinda want to..." MK continued, pausing as he looked away and covered his blushy face. Red Son did feel a sense of relief from MK saying it was nothing to bad. He rose a brow, a slight pink hue evident on his face. "What?" Red Son was growing both impatient and akward. "... I want to kiss you." Red Son's eyes widened as the front tip of his hair flashed in a tiny flame, before he blinked twice in shock. Did MK really just say that. "W-What...? You want to... kiss me? But... what If I..." To late. His words were interrupted by MK pulling his face closer and pressing a kiss on his cheek, a tiny smile on his lips. Red Son grunted, he began to sweat bullets and his hair lit up on fire once again. He shoved MK away with his hands on his shoulders, the blush was steaming hot on him once again. MK's smile was replaced with a dumbfounded expression.

"FOR THE LOVE OF- YOU MORON!! WHAT IN THE HELL WAS THAT?! WARN ME NEXT TIME!" Red Son complained, the heat radiating on him. MK let out a small hearty laugh at that, he knew Red Son was flabbergastered. "Perfect, One step in, now, your turn!" MK exclaimed. He felt a lot more confident after that actually. Red Son jumped away from him, he was baffled. "WH- NO WAY!!" He was to afraid to kiss MK back, even if it was a cheek one. Red Son let his firey hair and face calm down, before a deep and regretfull sigh left him. He took ahold of MK's jacket. His hair did have a tint of a tiny fire spark, but he ignored it. He pulled MK closer, and mwah! A cheek kiss, that was instantly interrupted by Red Son's and MK's flustured screams. They flinched away and covered eachother like the dense idiots they were. "AAAH! N-NO, No, No, No. I CAN'T DO THIS...." MK screeched out, nodding his head. He definetly forgot about the sleeping Pigsy and Tang, luckily they were downstairs. Red Son mumbled incoherent words under his breath. "... TH-THIS IS SO... H-HARD...!" He held his head in frustration. They panted heavily. This was a huge mess. "L-Let's just... calm down for a bit..." MK mustered out, Red Son just nodded in agreement, however...

... he wanted it. He kinda wanted to kiss MK on the lips properly. After calming down for a bit, MK sat up and cleared his throat. "Ok, we aren't getting anywhere with this, I tried to look tought, but turns out were both just big babies..." MK made the moral of the situation. Red Son facepalmed. "Of course your idiotic enough to try that... but your right, I think we should... cut to the thing and just... k-kiss!" Red Son hyped up, a sorta hopeful smile on his face, but MK just chuckled nervously in confusion. "Wait... what?" Red Son rolled his eyes and scoffed, again getting ahold of both MK's face and himself again. He knew he had take of the weight of hid shoulders if him and MK just became expressing their feelings like they should be. It already took these two alot of denials to accept the big fat crushes they had, why would they let all it go to waste just because their unexeprienced in love? "Let's see who will scream sooner..." Red Son mumbled out. MK was expecting another simple and stupid little cheek kiss...

...but no... Red Son kissed MK on the lips. MK let out a shaky and tiny gasp of surprise, his eyes widening as he froze in place. Red Son kept the kiss going, which was a huge shocker since he would have already been screaming his heart out. He did feel like it, but he held it in. His blazing hair did occur like usual, but it wasn't escalating to a flamey storm. MK lent back on the bed, he shut his eyes close, a tiny whince leaving him. "H-Hgh... Red..." He stammered out. Red Son slowly pulled aaay to press his index finger on MK's lips and shush him down. "Shhh... shut up, you noodle brain..." He whispered out quietly, causing MK to tremble. He got back to the kiss. He was craving that kiss now, there was no way turning back. Red Son pulled MK closer. It was kinda slow and sloppy at the start, but it grew to become more passionate as each second gradually passed. MK felt his heart drumming loudly. "Mhh..." MK just let Red Son be in the lead. He lent back on the bed while Red Son pulled him between him, Red Son now on top of him as the kiss went on. "Hnm... A-Am I... making this akward...?" MK questioned in a weak tone. Red Son's hands were still on his face. "Y-Youre not... just s-shut up already..." Red Son was losing himself, but atleast he was stronger than MK. He didn't want to push further, he went for the soft route. Red Son held MK and lowered him down on the bed. "Mmm... S-Stop already..." MK pleaded, but still wrapped his hands around Red Son's neck. Red Son pulled away, panting heavily along with MK. The two tried to sync their breaths, but they were all riled up

"I-Im so sorry... I just wanted to make this work..." Red Son scooted away akwardly, holding onto his feverishly red face. MK chuckled quietly. "It's okay, you really did make this work actually..." MK agreed, holding up two thumbs ups at him. Red Son looked at him and smiled at him.

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Okay, I'm kinda cringing to myself right now 😅

This was based of a mini headcanon I had

thank you for reading this far and take care <33