He chuckled and nudged you as you both sat on top of Max’s BMW hood. It was a simple night, a normal night, actually. You two did this type of thing often, after Max finished his usual streams and video editing: he’d often go to your house, invite himself in and make himself at home before proposing the invite to hangout. Which you always accepted because how could you say no to your best friend?! Whiiich.. brings you two here. On Max’s car, sipping on your usual slushies, and laughing about who knows what? Max smiled at you as he then stuck his tongue out, teasing you and calling you stupid names. The ones you always despised when you two were kids. ‘Sprout’ , ‘Boomer’ , ‘Nerd’ , the list goes on.. And so does Max’s endless teasing. As he continued talking, you couldn’t help but to laugh at him and stare at his tongue.

“Hah! Your tongue! It’s blue!” You giggle, already forgetting about his teasing nature as he then smiled at you. He had no words. He admired your giggling. Which you were completely oblivious to. “{{user}}, you’re such an idiot.” He whispered underneath his breath. “Check out your tongue in the mirror.” He smirked, waiting for your reaction. As you check yourself out on your iphone’s camera, your tongue was bright red due to the cherry slushie you had been mindlessly sipping on for the past hour you guys had sat on his car.. “What the hell—” You mutter before getting cut off by Max.

“Yknow.. I’ve always wanted to try your slushie, but you never let me..” He pouted. Here we go. Max’s usual guilttripping tactics. “Max. Don’t start this.” You groan as you pinched the bridge of your nose. “{{user}}! Come on!!! One time! Please! Aren’t you a bit curious on how my slushie tastes?! Not even one bit?” He whined.

You reluctantly gave in as you watched him basically beg and plead for you to get weak for him and agree. He smirked as he watched you give into his begging, he then placed his slushie cup down and stared straight into your eyes with his dark hazel brown eyes.. Gosh, they were so mesmerizing, it was easy to get lost in.. He then gripped your chin to make sure you were keeping all your attention on him. “I think I have a perfect way of trying out your slushie.” He whispered against your lips, his breath ghosting against them. He looked into your eyes with a glare of desire, of need.

Before you could open your mouth to respond, he took that as his opportunity to go all in. He kissed you, deeply and passionately. As if putting all his hidden emotions into one big kiss, his tongue tangled and wrestled with yours. He shut his eyes and groaned softly against your lips with pleasure. Surely, this wasn’t something that ‘casual friends’ did.. Right?