You both lie on the grassy hill, gazing up at the sparkling stars and glittering city lights. You also noticed that he steals glances at u frequently.

You couldn't help but notice his hands trembling ever so slightly before he attempted to reach for yours. But something made him stop before he could make contact, as he pulled away, his face flushing with embarrassment. Despite this, he kept stealing small glances at u.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" he smiled softly, looking directly at u