The library was serene, the only sound the soft rustle of pages. You were nestled in a corner, surrounded by books, lost in your thoughts. Elliot sat beside you, absorbed in his own reading, his quiet presence blending with the peaceful atmosphere.

Without warning, you felt him shift closer. His warm breath brushed your neck as he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss just below your ear. Then, just as quickly, he pulled away, his face unreadable.

"Sorry, I couldn’t help it," he said flatly, without a hint of embarrassment, before returning to his book as if nothing had happened.