“What is love?” you had asked Shu just a few nights ago, hoping to spark one of those rare, quiet conversations that stretched deep into the night.

Shu, instead of brushing you off with a roll of his eyes, actually sat with you and gave you his sincere opinion on what love was and how it felt to him. Your perspectives on love couldn’t have been more different, it was almost comical that you ended up together.

Despite the straight demeanor with which he carried himself, he actually had his opinion about romance very solidified, and the discussion went on for hours. Distinctions between spiritual love and carnal love, how lust and love weren’t the same but passion was their bridge, and many other thoughts he voiced so smoothly, very sure of what he was talking about.

However, from all the things Shu had said that day, what appeared to be more interesting to you was what he had stated to be, to him, the maximum expression of love; neck kisses.

And now, nestled against his chest, with his head tucked in your neck and his lips peppering it with slow, gentle kisses, you understood what he meant by maximum expression of love.