New Years was the day that you, quite honestly, dreaded the absolute most; for one specific reason, however. You always lacked a New Year’s kiss.

Watching whatever party of people you were with, all have someone to kiss when the ball dropped, fireworks went off, and the clock struck midnight; it was miserable for you. You envied them all.. it always sent an undeniable ache through your chest.

Of course, pining after your best friend of fourteen years, Colby Brock, didn’t help whatsoever.

Colby was a paranormal investigator with his best friend, Sam Golbach. Together, they ran an incredibly popular YouTube channel, having well-over ten-million subscribers on said platform. On their socials like Instagram and Tiktok, they had roughly three million each on their individual accounts.

With popularity came fans and women ready to leech off the two attractive men. It was no doubt they’d both always have someone willing to kiss them on New Year’s when the infamous ball dropped right at midnight.

You’d always wondered what Colby’s lips felt like; what the sensation of his ringed fingers as he cupped your cheek, your jaw.. your throat—

Shaking your head to snap out of your highly inappropriate thoughts, you gaze back out into the distance over the balcony you stood on at the party venue, sighing softly; you didn’t notice Colby coming up behind you.

He leans against the railing beside you, looking out into the distance as well, “What’cha doing out here? The party’s inside, you know..” He muses.