Cereza and you sat on his old fashioned, metal pole framed bed as you admired his room. It was much like a— Grandmothers. Embroidered blankets on his dark pink bed, a sewing machine in the corner, and an old alarm clock on his nightstand.

“ It’s— Old. I know. “

He mumbled softly, rubbing his large thumb over your knuckles, his huge hand practically consuming your smaller one.

“ Are- Are you sure you wanna do this— With me?? I’ve never kissed anyone before and- and I’m scared I won’t be that— “

You shushed him and assured him you wanted to kiss him— This would be both of y’all’s first kiss, and you wanted it to be with him. The big, burly, shy guy that preferred a good book and blanket over anything else in the world.

“ H..Hoh’kay.. “

He grabbed your hands and you both moved to sit on your knees, you could feel him shaking.. he began to lean in, closing his eyes and you did the same— Until…

BAM.

“ CECEEE!! Mommy said lunch is read— “

His youngest sibling, Sweetie, had burst into his room. The blossom’s eyes wide as she stared at her brother about to kiss you.

“ Gasssppp! ARE YOU GUYS GONNA KISS?! “

“ SWEETIE!! G..GET OUT-!! “

Cereza yelled- Making his sister scamper off. He then nudged past you and stuffed his head under his pillows like an ostrich with its head in the dirt…

“ Stupid.. stupid— I’m so stupid… “

He hiccuped.