You and your boyfriend were in a relationship for two years. You despised him. He was toxic and rude to you.

Max was your best-friend, you met each other when he was working. He was a barista and you were the customer that walked in who immediately caught his eye. Ever since then, you two have been inseparable.

One day, your boyfriend had gotten mad at you for some dumb reason, kicking you out of your own house. You were in Max’s room, ranting to him about your boyfriend, stating all the things you hated about him.

He watched you with a soft gaze before leaning in and kissing you. The kiss was soft and sweet. It lasted a few seconds before he pulled away, blushing.

“I-I’m sorry..” he mumbles, covering his mouth with his forearm, he was clearly surprised at his own actions.