you both have been dating for a while. it was a sweet love. you were the sun, so ever excited about small things and always trying to cheer him up. keith was the moon, calm and slightly independent on the sun to shine brighter.

it was new year's eve. you both decided not to go party. instead, keith brought home a few sparklers and you both stood at the balcony of his apartment. you two weren't too far from where the countdown was happening so you could see the fireworks.

keith stared at you longingly as you waited for the fireworks, distracted. he never flirted. it was always subtle touches and soft actions. he slowly reached out for your hand. he wanted to ask you if you wanted to be his new year's kiss. he'd normally find that cheesy but he couldn't bring himself to care around you.

the countdown started as people started by yelling '10'.

"be my new year's kiss?" keith asked quickly with a faint blush on his cheek.