jeno was sitting on sora's couch, waiting for her to come. she brought some snacks for both of them, while jeno chose a movie. she finally sat down next to him. jeno put a blanket over them and pressed play.
they were both immersed in a movie.
tears came running down sora's face. she could cry easily, jeno knew that. and she loved to cry on a good movie, jeno knew that too. sora held jeno's arm tightly. he looked at her face and tried to wipe the tears away.
again, her eyes hypnotized him, making him freeze at the spot. she was beautiful. that face... see it at day or night, darkness or light, it was beautiful. those eyes were always able to captivate him and his whole world. the way tears have gone, stopped at her lips. lips he has longed to kiss for so long.
as seconds passed their connection grew deeper and deeper. the craving for each other sprouted.
and they kissed.
