#lighter x wise

[cheeweekiwi]

Based on that trust event where you can borrow his shades ❤️

[lovelynim]

Fight the champion

Zenless Zone Zero - Lighter x Wise

A/N: If anything, you guys should thank @/ticklystuff for being the brain behind this fic even tho he doesn't play the game. Thanks for the idea, friend, tho I'm not sure if it was properly executed ehe

Also, I apologize in advance for how OOC Lighter may sound here, I'm still getting a grip at his character

Summary: After winning a "fight" against Wise, Lighter tries to make up for his doings

Word count: 2356 words

[Read it on Ao3]

“L-LIHIGHTEHER– AHAHAHAH, STOHOHOP IT!!”

Wise couldn’t remember the last time he laughed like this. In fact, he couldn’t even remember the last time he was this loud. All he could feel was his head spinning, his heart beating and Lighter’s hands wreaking havoc on his skin. It tickled - it tickled as if each and every single one of his nerves were on fire, sparkling like fireworks under his skin. 

Wise felt his cheeks, his stomach and even his ribs - to which Lighter’s fingers seemed to be particularly fond of  - hurting from the laughter. How long has it been? Five, ten minutes? He couldn’t tell.

A tickle fight. All of this mess started with the stupid idea of starting a tickle fight against the Sons of Calydon’s champion. Wise knew he was going to lose - that was the whole point of it!

Playfully wrestling Lighter, being overpowered, tickled a little, surrendering and done. He would have Lighter on top of him, heartstruck and ready for him to act cute and pull all sorts of impure acts later… it seemed like the perfect plan, so how could it all end so wrong?

Wise pressed his head back, laughing his soul to heaven and back when Lighter’s hand moved down to his hips again. “LIGHTER, PLEHEHEASE!! I’M DYIHIHING HERE!!”

“That’s no way for a fighter to speak, manager, you shouldn’t yield just after a couple hits,” Lighter chuckled, his grip around Wise’s wrists tightening while the tickled moved back up to the proxy’s sides.

Wise’s feet had already kicked all the cushions off the couch in their aimless flailing and his throat was as dry as the soil near Blazewood. Wise lost count of how many times he asked ‘please’, tried to yield or to call uncle, but it was clear that none of those mattered for Lighter. He was a champion defending his title, after all, how could Wise expect any mercy from him?

Calling it “hysteria” wouldn’t make justice to the noises Lighter was drawing out of the proxy when his gloved hand decided to sneak under Wise’s shirt and tickle his bare skin. 

Lighter raised his eyebrows at the reaction, catching a few glimpses of that forced, desperate smile on Wise’s face while he prodded between each bone of Wise’s ribcage. “It sure looks like it tickles, huh? Should’ve thought twice before picking up this fight, manager ~” He teased again, trying to get some comprehensible speech out of the other, but Wise seemed just too busy to think of anything else.

Saying he wasn’t fond of Wise’s laughter, smile and blushing cheeks would be a blatant lie. A ugly, nasty lie. And could one really blame Lighter for taking the chance when Wise started to poke his sides and stomach in the middle of their movie? If that wasn’t an invitation to ‘fight’ back, then what else would it be?

“P-PLEHEHEASE!!” Wise laughed, arching his back off the couch when Lighter shoved his hand all the way up to tickle the proxy’s armpit. “J-JUST STOHOHOP!!”

“But you’re no-” Lighter stopped, snapping back from his daydreaming and spotting the last thing he wanted to see on Wise’s face: tears. “D-damn it,” he gasped, quickly letting go of Wise’s wrists, “are you ok, manager?”

This was bad, really, really bad. He got carried away, forgetting this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Now that he thought about it, what if Wise wasn’t actually smiling just now? All that laughter was a forced reaction? One that Lighter carelessly exploited for his own amusement… My, what has he done?!

“...w-whahat?” Wise asked, taking some deep, needed breaths and letting the air back into his lungs for the first time in a while. He still had that dazzled, drunk-like look on his face, barely aware of his surroundings.

“Manager, does-” Lighter hesitated, freezing the hand that was about to reach for Wise midair. Damn it, damn it, damn it! “D-does it hurt? I didn’t- I didn’t mean to…” Of course, but what was a brute like him expecting, he thought.

This should’ve been a cute, romantic moment between couples - just like in the movie they were watching - but he ruined it and now Wise was crying!

“H-hurt?” Wise asked, slowly sitting back up and wiping the small tears of mirth off his lashes. “No, it just- just tickled. A lot, in fact, hahah,” Wise giggled, running a hand through his hair, unaware of the concern concealed behind Lighter’s glasses.

“Do sugarcoat it, manager,” Lighter furrowed his brows, taking one of Wise’s hands into his. His skin was probably sore after all the abuse from his rough hands - or, even worse, what if he broke one of Wise’s ribs while tickling him? What if all those squeezes and prods left bruises?” “I-I can help you- no, better, I can call for hel-”

“L-Lighter,” Wise giggled, stopping the other from getting up from the couch. He still found this whole situation way too amusing, even kind of cute - despite not really understanding it. “What are you talking about? I’m fine,” Wise scoffed, cocking his head to the side. 

“Your body,” Lighter’s lips quivered slightly. He settled his hands down on the couch, lowering his gaze, “did I hurt you?”

“...huh?”

“You can be honest,” Lighter sighed, his fingers clenching into a fist. “When- when we were playing now and, well, I was tickling you, was I too rough? Did it hurt?”

“What? No! Lighter, I’m fine,” Wise chuckled, reaching to cup Lighter’s cheek. He removed the other’s glasses, meeting his gaze full of worry and guilt. While this seemed like the silliest of concerns for Wise, he could tell Lighter was serious about it. Dead serious.

The man sighed, his shoulders slouching as he finally relaxed a little. “...right,” Lighter reached for one of Wise’s hands, gently holding his wrist before nuzzling into his palm. “I just got carried away and thought I… I overdid it when I saw you crying.”

Wise blushed a little, taken aback by the explanation. How should he take it? Did he look so frail that Lighter thought he could hurt him with tickling? Or was it that Lighter cared so much that even tears of laughter made him worry?

“Don’t be stupid,” Wise hissed shyly, weakly pulling at his hand only to find it stuck in Lighter’s grip - again.

“Are you mad at me?” Lighter asked and, for a moment, Wise could see dripping doggy ears on top of his head. “Let me at least make it up for you, manager!”

“L-Lighter!” Wise gasped, even more flustered at the whole scene. “I-it was just tickling, a play fight. T-there’s nothing for you to make up to… I was the one who started it anyway and-”

“Then,” Lighter interrupted, leaning a little forward and bringing Wise’s hand close to his chest, “tickle me back. We would be even then, right? I promise I won’t fight you off this time!”

Wise went silent, blinking a few times while processing Lighter’s words. He, in fact, was the one who started the said fight by tickling Lighter first, but he never really planned to win it. In fact, he knew from the start it would be a losing battle - he just didn’t expect it to be that bad of a defeat.

“T-tickle you?”

“Yes, isn’t it what you wanted? Like in the movie we were watching,” Lighter nodded, with at least a part of his usual attitude seemingly recovered. “Please, manager? You are not going to leave me hanging, right?” Lighter stared at Wise with pleading eyes, bringing his hand up to his lips and planting a kiss on his knuckles. “It’s the least I can do, no?”

Wise cringed slightly, unable to take his hand away from Lighter this time. It was a cute attitude, yes, but so uncalled for… Still, how could say no when Lighter had that look on his face? “...A-alright, I’ll do it, then.”

Nearly sparkling at the mere sound of those words, Lighter reached for Wise’s with his free hand and pulled the other back down with him. The proxy couldn’t help but let out a small gasp, his hands resting on top of Lighter’s chest as he tried to support himself.

“Don’t hold back, manager. I’m a toughie, I can take it,” Lighter nodded, watching Wise steady himself on top of his lap. He crossed both arms behind his head, rolling his shirt up and bit and exposing some of his lower stomach in the process.

It was hard for Wise to not get distracted from the main task at hand. With one hand on each side of Lighter’s chest, the proxy couldn’t help but give the muscles a gentle squeeze - feeling them with just a skin tight shirt on the way felt much better than with a heavy biker jacket.

“Oi, manager,” Lighter chuckled, “that doesn’t tickle, you know?” He joked, not that he would really mind having Wise fondling with his chest, but he wouldn’t lose the chance to tease him for that either.

“Right, tickling,” Wise muttered out loud, stopping his fingers from committing any other inappropriate act. “Where are you ticklish, Lighter?”

Of all the things that just happened, this was what seemed to puzzle Lighter the most. “Dunno,” the man sighed, looking up to the ceiling as he tried to recall the last time he felt someone touching him so lightly. “On… my neck?”

Wise frowned, unsatisfied. “Just that won’t do,” he scoffed, tracing a finger down Lighter’s torso, feeling each and every one of his muscles. His eyes shifted back and forth between the other’s body and face, carefully watching him in an attempt to capture any reaction. “Do you feel anything if I do this?”

“Not sure,” Lighter said while closing his eyes, his position barely shifting if it wasn’t for his chest waving with each breath, “try a little harder, manager.”

Those words made Wise flinch, almost as if waking something inside him. Lighter still had his eyes closed, his body open to Wise, almost as if he was just about to drift to sleep. Did he trust him that much?

Still, he was already way too into it to turn down such an opportunity. “Alright,” he said, bringing his other hand into action and getting a hold onto Lighter’s waist. Wise pinched the spot, pressing his thumbs down on the soft meat and rubbing circles into the-

“Ah!”

Wise’s head shot up, looking up from Lighter’s lower stomach to his face with widened eyes. Funny enough, Lighter seemed just as surprised, almost startled by the sudden sensation. Wise smirked.

“What about now?” He said, repeating the motion and even skittering his other fingers around Lighter’s lower sides. Wise felt that massive body shift under him and his heart skip a bit at the sound he heard next.

“I-it tihihickles,” Lighter giggled, furrowing his brows and scrunching up his nose while a restrained smile took place over his lips. Lighter pressed his chin down at his chest, his elbows faltering as his instincts yelled at him to lower his arms and stop whatever was causing this.

But he listened neither to his instincts, nor to his better judgement. “It dehehefinitely does!”

“Good,” Wise nodded, moving his hands towards each other and tickling Lighter’s stomach, watching it tremble as more and more giggles spilled from his lips. “You’re quite sensitive, Lighter.”

Yes, he was. Lighter pressed his knees together, crossed one ankle over the other behind Wise’s back and even clenched his hand around his hair. One of these things had to make that growing urge to laugh more bearable, he thought. “I knohohow!”

Wise chuckled, continuing to tickle around those toned abs while deciding where he should try next. “And not only on your neck,” he teased, poking Lighter’s ribs on each side and making the man jolt with surprise before dissolving into that soft, but held-back laughter again.

“D-do yohohou lihihike it, manahahager?” He didn’t know why he insisted on speaking - maybe it was just another attempt to distract himself. Yet, for some reason, he didn’t exactly hate that feeling - maybe because Wise was the one providing it.

“Why does it matter? You won’t become less ticklish if I say I don’t, right?”

“I cohohould try!”

The proxy rolled his eyes, drilling his fingers in the spaces between each bone of Lighter’s ribcage. Exploring a Hollow seemed easier than making this man crack up. At that point, Wise would be breathless, with his heart pumping blood at the same rate as the motor in Lighter’s motorcycle.

“It’s not fair, you’re holding back,” Wise whined, pushing one of Lighter’s elbows back to claw at the exposed armpit with the other, tickling it as best as he could, “there’s no way you are just this ticklish.”

“B-buhuhut- ahAhaha, it stihill tihihickles, mahahanager!” Lighter laughed, turning his face away to avoid Wise’s gaze upon him. He felt hot around the collar and airheaded, making it even harder to think about the right words to say. Was there anything for him to say, though? Should he even say anything?

While these thoughts spiraled inside his head, the tickling slowed down, eventually coming to a total halt. Missing that swirling sensation that came from it inside his stomach, Lighter slowly opened his eyes, turning his head back to face the proxy.

“S-satisfied already, manager?”

Wise smiled, shaking his head. “It’s no use - I can’t beat the champion, even in a tickle fight,” he said with a giggle, leaning forward until he could nuzzle his nose against Lighter’s, brushing his lips over the other man’s before giving them a small peck.

“So,” Lighter sighed, finally lowering his arms and wrapping one of them around Wise’s neck. “Does this mean you forgive me? For making you cry and all?”

“Not yet,” Wise muttered, making Lighter widen his eyes. “We have to finish this movie first”, he winked and Lighter nodded, letting out a small, shaky sigh of relief. He laid his head back, turning his attention to the TV while feeling Wise rest on top of his chest.

“Of course, manager.”

[jiro-sensei]

WHO WAS GOING TO TELL ME...

THAT ZZZ IS NOW AN OTOME GAME?!

From motorcycle date to being super protective!!! 😭❤️ I can't with this game!

[pocket-luv101]

Lighter: I don’t know what to do with my feelings for Wise.

Caesar: You can talk to us and get it out of your system.

[An hour later...]

Lucy: Okay, that’s enough! No more talking about Wise!

Lighter: But Caesar told me to get him out of my system.

Caesar: I had no idea how much you had in your system.

Lighter: I can’t help it. He’s cute and sweet and--

Lucy: Let us go to sleep!

[shararan]

my headcanon...

[darkfireart]

Not finishing this by Valentine’s day but a little tease for a Lighter x Wise piece I’m working on.

Who the fuck was gonna tell me Lighter’s shades were so complicated. Gonna go back and edit them…

[thepurrincessatobe]

Lighter being huffy that you didn't tell him you were coming over is one of the cutest things

[yierrem]

lighterwise brainrot but its the song nasa iyo na ang lahat because its quite literally them, i fear….

like…

“lahat na mismo nasa ‘yo; ang ganda, ang bait, ang talino […] kaya nung lumapit ka sa’kin ay bigla akong nahilo; ‘di akalaing sabihin mong ako na ‘yon ang hinahanap mo”

eng trans: “you already have everything; the beauty, the kindness, the brains […] so when you approached me, i suddenly got dizzy; i never would’ve thought you would say the one you’re looking for is me”

lighter whose heart was slowly but surely captured by wise who’s smart, caring, and attractive in a quiet, almost gentle way (definitely not projecting my super secret big fat crush on wise). the proxy’s too good for him, though, he thinks. wise is skilled at what he does, whether it be through managing the video store or working as phaethon. he’s amicable, too, even if he’s a little mysterious or closed-off sometimes, and, to top it all off, he’s pretty…

but all lighter can do is admire from afar. he wouldn’t want to impose on wise. besides, he probably has a lot on his plate due to the two jobs he has to juggle with his sister and, considering that the proxy had such a well-rounded personality and attractive characteristics, there was sure to be lots of people in pursuit of his favor.

(that's not to say lighter isn't attractive, though. he literally gets love letters-- which usually come along with letters aiming to challenge him but that's irrelevant-- and i do have eyes, thank you very much.)

he just thinks he's too much or not enough to be a lover for wise. lighter's past isn't quite as clean as he'd like it to be and he believes he's a little rough around the edges in terms of emotional availability, personality, and appearance, among other things.

so when the proxy confesses one day, the biker’s brain just... ceases all its functions because ??? what??? me?? he feels nothing and everything all at once because wise (wise!!!) just told him he likes him romantically. while he struggles to process this fact, a surge of courage just runs through wise and he pulls lighter in by the lapels of his leather jacket and its game over for the undefeated (now defeated) champion.

...sarap siguro magmahal pag panalo.

eng trans: must be nice to love if you're a winner.

[roseyrays]

lighter x male reader x wise poly relationship anyone?? :3

[sukzuuhh]

lighterwise wip>:]

lighter is the complete opposite of what I was expecting him to be. He is just so adorable when he talks to wise 🥹😔🤏

[razorfartz]

lighter and wise are literally each other's whole world brah 😿🩷🩷

AAHHH ILOV THEM SM !!! 😭😭🩷🩷

[peachy-mp3]

12 Days Of Christmas #2 - Trapped Together In A Snowstorm

The Face Of A Lover With A Fire In His Heart Day 2 - Trapped Together In A Snowstorm Zenless Zone Zero - Lighter x Wise Warnings (if applicable): Spoilers for Lighter's Trust Events and overall lore! Word Count: 1687 Words

the face of a lover with a fire in his heart (1687 words) by peachy_mp3 Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Zenless Zone Zero (Video Game) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lighter/Wise (Zenless Zone Zero) Characters: Lighter (Zenless Zone Zero), Wise (Zenless Zone Zero), Inky (Zenless Zone Zero) Additional Tags: 12 Days of Christmas, Ambiguous Relationships, Spoilers, Fluff, Light Angst, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Regret, Flirting, Blizzards & Snowstorms, Movie Night, First Dates Summary:

Lighter gets stranded in New Eridu due to a freak snowstorm and he seeks shelter at Random Play, more than happy to slum it with his favorite companion. Wise has no intentions of letting him leave until the storm subsides tomorrow, though, so he says that Lighter has to spend the night.

Not that Lighter is complaining, though.

@12daysofchristmas

[lovelynim]

Hello ! How’re you doing? Hope you’re taking care of yourself in this difficult time. Since requests are open, May I request Lee Lighter with Ler Wise? (They’re so cute together I can’t!)

Thank you and take care of yourself. Drink water and stay safe.

Hello you both!

I'm actually the one who needs to thank you two for giving me the chance to write for Lighter. I think I'm becoming obsessed with him and I just needs him in more ways than I'm legally allowed to say

“Watch me closely, manager,” Lighter smirked, standing just beneath the bar. With a small jump, he reached for it, both arms high above his head before he began to effortlessly do one pull up after the other.

What a show off, Wise thought, shaking his head slightly. Still, he couldn’t deny he was enjoying the little show and, most importantly, the view.

Without that thick, leather jacket on the way, Wise could admire each and every muscle - from Lighter’s arms to his abdomen - flexing, tensing and relaxing. He wasn’t really a fan of working out or exercising, but getting to see Lighter like this did make it worth the effort.

“You make it look so easy,” Wise added, his eyes shifting from Lighter’s face to the other parts of his body, “is being good at it actually that amazing? Or you’re just tricking me to look cool?”

“I’d never, manager,” Lighter huffed, hanging himself for a couple seconds before pulling his body up again until his head was above the bar, “but you can make it harder if you don’t believe me.”

“Harder?” Wise repeated, cocking his head to the side as he thought about it. But how? “Hmm…”

While Wise seemed to give it some more thought, Lighter couldn’t help but flash him a smile. Now he just needed to suggest to Wise to hug him to add some extra weight and- “W-wohoah!”

“Is this hard enough?” Wise asked playfully, his fingers tweaking and wiggling against both Lighter’s sides, “are you even ticklish?”

“Pfft- a bihihit, yes!” Lighter giggled through gritted teeth. His eyes closed shut and his knees pressed against each other as he squirmed as much as he could in his current situation. Why did it have to go like this? “M-mahahanager, thahat’s too hard!”

“Is it?” Wise teased, his thumbs rubbing circles over Lighter’s hips before he let his hands roam over that toned stomach, “but didn’t you say I could make it harder?”

Lighter let out a groan, his arms threatening to falter, to fail him. That bar that was just a flex away now seemed so, so high. He tried to focus, ignore Wise’s words and the tickling running over his torso. Just one and he could prove himself, yes.

“Almost there! ~” Wise cheered, scratching around Lighter’s lower ribs as he began to move up. His arms were trembling and his knuckles nearly turned white from how hard he was gripping at that bar. “You can do it, Lighter!”

“I- hnngh- k-know! HAh!” He gasped, letting go of the bar and falling on his butt as soon as his head went a single inch over the bar. It counted, right? It definitely did! “T-there,” he sighed, looking up to Wise as the sound of his laughter reached his ear. “Aren’t I amazing?”

“Of course, heh,” Wise giggled, reaching a hand out to Lighter, “the most incredible out there.”

[jiro-sensei]

So, my only options to communicate with this man are...

1. Very mindful, very demure... Not too much.

Or

2. Please love me?! 🥺❤️

Wise is all about this man 😶

.....

OMG HIS RESPONSES 😭🎉

[pocket-luv101]

Wise: My boyfriend is too tall for me to kiss. What should I do?

Burnice: Punch him in the stomach and kiss him when he doubles over in pain.

Lucy: Or kick him in the shins.

Caesar: Better, tackle him to the ground!

Lighter: No to all of those! Just ask me to lean down.

Wise: Okay, Lighter can you lean down?

[Wise kisses Lighter softly when he leans down]

Wise: Yeah, this will work.

[r0-boat]

🪶 anon here! Can I request headcanons for ZZZ Lighter, Billy, Anton, Ben Bigger, Wise, and Lycaon reacting to being under a mistletoe with his gn crush please?

Oh my God Oh my God I'm so late.

Pretend it's Christmas! just pretend! shut up!!

ZZZ Boys react being under the mistletoe

You smiled and chatted with a little group of your friends, the managers at random play hosted a Christmas party in their parking lot and who are you to decline your best friends! With a few chairs and tables Christmas lights and even a giant projector playing classic Christmas movies it quickly became very lively Even some of the people running the shop next door brought homemade food and treats, and some alcohol. After a drink or two and introducing yourself to a few people, You somehow made your way under a familiar green plant with someone you knew.

Lighter Lorenz

He'll try to act like he wasn't the one who tried so hard to look so casual standing close enough between you and the mistletoe. He'd been trying to get you underneath all night, And now that you're right next to him he had to hold back how much he was smiling as all he did was look up.

"Well, would you look at that... I'm not too familiar with the rules, are you?" The big fat liar said, letting a little curve of a smile grace his freshly moisturized lips from the chapstick he had used earlier. He was already sneaking his arms around your waist pulling you closer to kiss him. You decided to not call him out for his blatant lie as he almost completely took the lead and kissed you.

Billy Kid

He generally thought mistletoe was a myth, a myth that someone like him would never be under a plant like that. He didn't even know that The plant actually was a real life plant until Nicole had to explain to him what he was underneath. And once everything hits him all at once.

Billy.exe stopped working

He doesn't care if he can't feel your soft lips, the fact that you kissed him counts. But damn it was one of those days where he really wish he could feel maybe he should get that skin sensation update. It's expensive but any price he would pay to feel your lips again.

Anton Ivanov

The most chill out of everyone. "Oh I'm just giving you a kiss? Sure!" As he goes in to kiss you. Using the mistletoe as an excuse to kiss you has him fist bumping the air.

Anton is the kind of guy who makes his feelings for you known. He's also so blatant with his feelings that you think he's joking. If it was anywhere else on that mistletoe, he would have kissed them on the cheek or something, but no, for you. He makes sure to kiss you where it counts. He'll even ask "do you want more?"please say yes he would like that.

Ben Bigger

Poor bear he's practically shaking. Despite being twice your size He scared that he might hurt you or nip you on accident with his sharp teeth. "You don't have to if you don't want to... You can just kiss me right here." He says with a smile His claw pointing to his cheek. He could never accept a kiss from your lips. It's not the right time!

He'll make sure to bend to your height. His eyes closed, bracing for your soft lips. He could hear his heart pounding so loud that it drowned out everyone else. He hopes no one is looking. He might die from embarrassment or cardiac arrest, whichever one comes first.

You surprise him by touching his cute face and kissing his little nose. He hopes that you can't see his blushing face through his brown fur, but he's not helping to hide how he feels with his paws covering his face.

Wise

Damn it! He told his sister not to hang up that thing! And when trying to take it down you just so happen to bump into him. His eyes went wide as his heart jumped in his throat instantly forgetting what he was doing. His voice cracks as you point out the mistletoe that he's trying to reach for.

"Y-yeah That's there... Um... So listen you don't have to if you-" You were done hearing it as you kissed him on the lips. Thanking his self-restraint that day for swallowing his internal screaming. But he couldn't do much to hide the blush on his face as he smiled. "Forward aren't you... Save some for me." Four words that he will be regretting for the rest of his life.

Fine, the mistletoe can stay... For now, he'll have to thank his sister later.

Von Lycaon

To him a mistletoe is childish, Even as a younger pup He thought it was a little stupid. But with that bright smile on your face how could he refuse. Why spoil your fun? You look so happy to see him and you're cute face always makes his tail wag.

"where would you like my lips to lay?" He asks. When you appoint to your lips his eyebrows flick up for just a second before his smile widens. "Who am I to turn down such a request." He can't help but give you a little extra pressing his nose against your hand before moving to kiss your lips. Now he definitely understands the appeal of mistletoe.

Asaba Harumasa

He would probably take the mistletoe that is tied to the ceiling and bring it over to you. He taps your shoulder and jiggles it in his hand with a smug smile. He will regret this for the rest of his life, but who cares? He has a little alcohol in his system, and you're right there. His heart could burst when he felt your lips against his. He wanted more so badly. He tried to pull you in closer. His eyes were half-lit as if he were under a spell.

He had to stop himself from going in for another kiss. Your lips were so perfect. He wished he could do more than a quick peck, but with people watching, he couldn't just slip his tongue in your mouth.