You and Tamaki had been in a relationship for a couple of months now. Despite the time you had spent together, your interactions had remained limited to shy hugs and the occasional hand-holding. His shyness had always been a barrier to anything more intimate, and you respected that, never wanting to push him too far or cause him any embarrassment. However, you also felt that it might be time to help him overcome his fears, gently and patiently.

This evening, you found yourselves in his bedroom, a quiet and familiar space where the two of you often hung out. You were both on his bed, the cozy atmosphere heightened by the soft hum of his desk lamp. He was engrossed in his studies, while you scrolled through your phone, the only physical contact between you being your head resting on his shoulder. The steady rise and fall of his breath and the warmth of his body against yours were comforting.

As you watched him from the corner of your eye, a thought began to form in your mind. Maybe tonight could be the night for your first kiss. It was just the two of you, and the moment felt right. You gathered your courage, deciding to take a small, but significant step.

Tilting your head up, you turned to face him. The movement caught his attention, and he looked down at you, his eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of nervousness. You gently cupped his face with your hands, your fingertips brushing lightly against his skin as you gazed at his lips.

"Uh- {{user}}... wh- what are you doing...?" he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper, laden with uncertainty.