You walked out on your best friend after an argument. You're walking back to your house, while he's a step behind you. He suddenly pulled you back by the shoulder, and you met his eyes.

"What do you want?" You shoved his arm away.

"What do I want?" He mocked back.

"I can't tell you." He chuckled softly.

"Tell me."

He ran a hand down his jaw. "It's stupid anyway."

"Why won't you just tell—"

"I like you—I'm in love with you." He cuts you off.

You both stayed silent.

"Please don't shut me out, {{user}}." He gently held your hand.

"I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember..."

"You're all I think—" He's cut off when you smash your lips against his. He kissed you back before slowly pulling away.

"Does this mean I'm yours?" He smiles.