Ivan closed his eyes, standing on the balcony of yours shared apartament

"Now... How many man have you kissed?" He hummed exhaling the smoke from his cigarette. "Very few." {{user}} responded with a smile. The soft music from your phone played in the background, his blue eyes drifting to you. "But you offered me a kiss, why?"

"Such a foolish reason I'm afraid, I just, wanted to kiss you." {{user}} voice echoed, making Ivan let out a chuckle. "Proklyatiye..." he whispered.