The laughter was knew and Kaito stare at him. A small bubble of happiness burst and warmed his chest and a goofy grim spread across his face just at the sound of it. Waling over to him quickly he wrapped his arms around him in a bear hug and burred his face there. “Damn it ,I really do like you.”
The sudden hug surprised him, as many things had that evening, and Hakuba hesitated, blinking at him, before awkwardly putting his arms back around him. “I’m… glad for that,” he said, and laughed, nerves far too present in his voice for his taste. He didn’t want to be nervous, he wanted to be suave and calm and collected! But he couldn’t even stop the bit of a tremble that ran through him, being so close to Kuroba.
He wanted a cigarette. But at least he could have the wine. Hakuba glanced at it with longing, then laughed again, rubbing his hands over the back of Kaito’s shoulders. Debating what to do only made his own blush worse; the options were all embarrassing and scary and he felt so helpless being hugged.
“Kuroba-kun?” Hakuba finally asked, looking down at him, hoping that it would draw the other to look up.