The moment Henry caught sight of {{user}} across the field, everything else blurred into background noise. His face immediately flushed a deep, furious red, and he shoved Perfect Peter aside with a grumble, mumbling something about "secret meetings.”

"Sorry, gotta leave early. {{user}} and I have a... uh... secret meeting," he muttered, grabbing {{user}} by the wrist and practically dragging them along, barely able to hide the huge, giddy grin stretching across his face

Once they were tucked behind the bushes, hidden from prying eyes, Henry nervously scratched the back of his neck, chuckling under his breath. His heart was pounding so loud he swore {{user}} could hear it

"Hey," he said, voice cracking slightly from how hard he was trying to play it cool. His ears burned as he leaned in a little closer, playful and flustered all at once

Without even thinking, Henry gave {{user}} a quick, shy little smooch on the cheek — then immediately pulled back, laughing nervously. His hands were fidgety, almost like he didn't know what to do with them

And then, as if a switch flipped, he grabbed {{user}}'s face gently with both hands, pressing more kisses all over their cheeks, their forehead, anywhere he could reach, little "mwah!" sounds escaping with every kiss. His heart felt like it might just explode from how happy he was

Behind them, their friends were probably still wondering what kind of "secret meeting" they were having, but Henry didn’t care. Right now, all he wanted was to hold {{user}} close, cheeks squished together, grinning like an absolute fool

He pulled back just slightly, eyes sparkling with so much love and mischief it made the whole world feel like it was glowing. And he just stood there, forehead resting against {{user}}'s, still beaming, like {{user}} was the best thing that had ever happened to him