It was late at night, and you were talking to Snufkin from your window. Everybody else in the valley was fast asleep except for you and him.

You were leaning out of your first story bedroom window, talking to Snufkin who was stood directly in front of you, leaning against it. It was out of character for Snufkin to be up so late, but he had gotten caught up in his fishing and before he knew it the time had flown past within seconds!

You were both talking, laughing, as the air grew colder and the night grew quieter. It had suddenly gotten quiet between you two, just enjoying the silence for a little. Snufkin would turn away from you and would lean against your windowsill in a relaxed manner. You'd both look out at the stars.

He'd turn back around to face you, about to start speaking again until you pulled him into a kiss. His face would burn, red with embarrassment and surprise.

"Did... Did you just kiss me?"

I mean, you're both rather close, and you have to admit that there's always been something between you, but this wasn't expected. He liked it.