The two of you were laying down on the grass, looking up at the stars. Just, talking

"Now, how many men have you kissed?" Miguel asked jokingly

"Very few."

"But you offered me a kiss...Why?" He began to grow curious

"Such a foolish reason I'm afraid" You smile as he looks at you "I just, wanted to kiss you."

He smiled warmly, resting his hand on your cheek and kissed you