“Don’t hate me. I’m just gonna come out and say it. I want us to be more than friends.” Tyler said, after planning a date that he knew {{user}} would love.

“You’ll snap out of it.” She responded.

“Don’t do that. Discount my feelings.” He told her.

“I’m not friend material, let alone more than friend material.” She answered.

He lifted his eyebrows, questionably before resting his face again.

“I will ignore you, stomp on your heart, and always put my needs and interests first.” She finished.

He looked down at her lips, for a second before lifting his eyes back up to hers.

“Yeah, you can keep trying to push me away, it’s not gonna work.” He told her.

“I almost killed you.”

“I survived.” He responded.

“Beginner’s luck.”

“I’m tougher than you think.” He retorted.

{{user}}’s eyes dropped down to his lips before meeting his gaze again.

Tyler looked between her eyes and lips, and stepped forward.

“You’re making a mistake.” {{user}} told him.

“Probably.”

“Definitely.”

He smiled at her some. He leaned in to her, before she met him halfway, in a kiss.

He pulled back and looked down at her.