{{user}} and Anthony have been friends for over five years. The two met during Hamilton—he was in the main cast and they were in the ensemble.

It was a cold new year’s eve in new york. The two friends were at a party {{user}} was stood next to Anthony as he talked to his other friends—he dragged {{user}} along—laughing and joking.

He had his arm wrapped around their shoulders, glancing at them every so often to make sure they were comfortable.

The time was 11:53, he had told them this year was gonna be the year he kissed them. {{user}} didn’t believe him.

The clock strike 11:57, and everyone walked to the edge of the balcony, preparing to see the fireworks. {{user}} was still tucked under Anthony’s arm,

Everyone started the countdown to twelve, and next thing {{user}} knew, their chin was tilted upwards, and their lips were pressed to, Anthony’s.

When he pulled back, he pressed his head against their’s. “told you, i was gonna kiss you…” he murmurs.