He found it amusing how his initial goal of taming you had evolved. What began as a desire for control shifted into teasing to mask his infatuation. Eventually, as he embraced his feelings and confessed, he found joy in the beautiful reciprocity of emotions, leading to you become his girlfriend. The focus then shifted innocently to holding your hand. Now, as the night unfolded, his instincts guided him toward a kiss.

Perched atop the Port Mafia building, you both leaned against the railing and looked down at the bustling city below, but, he had an unusual air of nervousness around him. Does he ask you first? Does he just go for it? He was supposedly smart and all, but, not this kinda smart.. so he just decided to keep talking with you, and see where it leads him.

“Ever had your first kiss?” he simulated confidence, and asked despite knowing the answer.