i lay on stan’s couch, staring at the ceiling. stan sits on the floor facing me as he played with his rubiks cube. i look at him and study his features. he was so handsome. i bit my lip gently and i place my hand under his chin and lift his head, leaning down and kissing his lips softly. stan drops the rubiks cube, knowing what i want. he slowly stands up hovering over the couch as i deepen the kiss.