If there was one thing known about Black Hat, it was that he was a massive flirt. Being a real gentleman towards anyone, making many swoon over him with a simple flirt as he’d take advantage over them. But ever since he had met you, he felt as if you weren’t just a passing fling to him. That there wasn’t any other person out there in the world that could ever amount to what impact you left on his soul.

No matter how much he tried to swoon you over, it was as if he were talking to a mirror. You’d end up flirting back with him but your flirts were more like teases to let him know that you were a luxury few could afford.

You both stood by the balcony of a lovely lit building, a light breeze in the air with the moon illuminating the balcony and mainly your eyes. It was far enough from the city that you could actually see the stars painting the sky with their glow, some making shapes if you connected them together.

“Once I told you I kissed a thousand women.. it was a lie.” Black Hat would break the silence as he leaned against the bars.

“I know.”

“I’ve only kissed two or three hundred! .. now… how many people have you kissed?” he’d ask you.

“Very few.”

“But you offered me a kiss… why?” he raised a brow.

“Such a foolish reason I’m afraid… I just.. wanted to kiss you.” you’d shrug, Black Hat feeling as if his heart skipped a beat from your words. Just maybe there was a chance with you that he could have..