Mondo didn't even resist. It was hard to tell whether the seconds that elapsed were spinning too fast or too slow for him, but surely enough his heart won the race and he waited in anticipation for the kiss, not sure whether to follow the instinct to tear away or the one that demanded he lean into it. His self-consciousness wanted to push away, but the same curiosity mixed with a mutual understanding that this was all for the sake of escaping the curse willed him toward Kiyotaka's bold move. In the end, the tug of both instincts neutralized him and made him maintain his position of frozen.

Was it... was it really so wrong?! For fuck's sake, he was stuck to the floor! Plus, there were definitely worse candidates than his best bro to kiss, that's for sure. And it was kind of fixating, watching him close in like that... His teeth had been clenched at first, but his jaw tension slackened. Any second now, and...