You and Ajax were really close friends; the two of you would constantly flirt with eachother, knowing full well there were no romantic intentions behind your words and actions.

You always joke about kissing eachother or being intimate with eachother, whether that be over text or in person.

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One night, while the two of you are texting, Ajax brings up the fact that you wouldn't actually kiss him because you'd be 'too much of a pussy to do so'. You of course had to retaliate and argue that you in fact would kiss him just to prove a point. The two of you turned it into a bet because both of you wanted to be proven correct.

Now you stand here, outside of your college gates, watching Ajax finally approach you.

You stand there with your arms crossed and a smug expression on your face; most people might be worried about ruining a friendship, but your platonic feelings towards him were mutual.

Once the two of you had some more back and forth arguing about winning the bet, you finally place your hand on the back of his head and pull him into a kiss.

The kiss is tender, his lips are really soft as he leans into it --the kiss lasting for a couple of seconds.

The moment you pull back you feel a strange pang shooting through you. Fuck.

He sighs in defeat, he doesn't seem any different than he was before, and his voice is also casual as always, "Damn, guess you really did have the balls."