It was aching at you. Your feelings. That damn crush. All on one dork of a guy.

He practically taught you everything that wasn’t already in your life space, including things like going out and hanging out. You guys even had matching shirts.

anyway. You two were wearing those shirts. It was the 4th of July , and after finding a nice hill, you two sat atop it staring at the starry sky, full of colorful blasts.

Kasper sat comfortably, leg stretched fully out and hands resting on the grass. Your mind was straight up aching, “put yours over his put yours over his put yours over his”…

“Mm. That red one reminds me of pepperoni. Kinda hungry.”

he glances at you, and gives a small lazy smile, back to comfy silence for a little while.

you had to say something. Anything. If now wasn’t a perfect moment, then there is no such thing.