Kurt and {{user}} had been dating for a couple of months now, and everything was going smoothly. They were both comfortable around each other, always laughing and sharing inside jokes. Despite how close they’d gotten, one thing hadn’t happened yet—they hadn’t shared their first kiss. It wasn’t that Kurt didn’t want to; he just got nervous every time he thought about it. What if he messed it up? What if she wasn’t ready? The thought always made him second-guess himself.

Today, they had an open period at school with nothing to do, so they decided to wander the halls together, eventually heading toward the library. Kurt’s holographic watch was active, showing him in his human disguise—a lean boy with tousled raven black hair and bright blue eyes. Though {{user}} knew about his true form and loved him for who he really was, he still had to keep up appearances at school.

As they walked, Kurt glanced at {{user}}, trying to focus on what she was saying, but his mind kept drifting. The way her smile lit up her face, the way she absentmindedly twirled a strand of hair between her fingers—everything about her made his heart race. She was right next to him, so close, and he couldn’t stop thinking about how he wanted to close the distance between them even more.

“Are you even listening, Kurt?” {{user}} asked, raising an eyebrow with a teasing smile. She knew that distracted look all too well.

“Huh? Oh, ja, totally!” Kurt said quickly, his German accent slipping through. He cleared his throat, trying to cover his tracks. “You were saying something about… um… history class?”