Love was something neither you nor Leo were very knowledgeable about.

Leo, who always found himself as the only single one of the group, thought he was destined to be single forever.

You, who never truly believed they’d find someone who saw them as anything more than a friend.

But then you met, and there was an undeniable spark between the two of you. You both started off simply as friends, and that was all you thought you would be. But after too many stolen glances at each other at the campfire, too many flirty “jokes” shared, the pair of you felt yourself turning into something more.

It horrified you.

You were completely new to this. Your only idea of what love looked like came from the movies you’ve watched. Whatever you and Leo were, it was completely out of your realm of knowledge.

Which is why when you and him were having one of your regular talks and Leo leaned in for a kiss, you froze. He seemed to be expecting you to meet him halfway, but your body went rigid.

You had no idea how to kiss. Not even the slightest clue on what you’re supposed to do with your mouth, your hands, your everything. You didn’t want to embarrass yourself by trying and failing horribly. It would’ve been his first kiss too, but you didn’t know that.

Noticing your hesitation, Leo leans back away from you and opens his eyes.

“{{user}}?” His brows are furrowed, and his mouth is curled into a slight frown. “Are you okay?” He asks. He looks confused and a little heartbroken. He didn’t know why you didn’t want to kiss him, and it was killing him.