It starts with one smug comment.
Bruce had been teasing you about the movie you picked. Something about it being “too sappy.” You fired back. He grinned that cocky grin. And then—
Whack.
You smack him in the chest with a pillow.
He freezes, wide-eyed.
“Oh. You’re dead.”
You don’t even have time to laugh before he grabs the nearest pillow and launches it back, hitting you square in the face.
Laughter explodes out of both of you as chaos erupts across the bed. Feathers fly. Pillows hit. You’re twisting, dodging, both half-yelling, half-giggling like little kids again.
At one point you land on your knees, trying to block him—but Bruce tackles forward and—
Boom.
You both fall flat onto the mattress. He lands right on top of you.
Chest to chest.
Breath tangled.
Hands still clutching the sides of the same pillow.
Everything stops.
You’re staring up at him. He’s staring down at you.
Your laughter fades into silence, replaced by something heavier. Warmer. His face is close. Too close. You can feel his breath on your lips. His hair’s a little messy. His cheeks pink from laughing.
Your hands are still touching.
Bruce’s smile fades — not in a bad way, but in that soft, slow, oh shit kind of way.
He swallows hard. “Sorry,” he says, but doesn’t move.
You shake your head just a little. “Don’t be.”
And that’s when it shifts.
His gaze drops to your mouth.
Yours flicks to his.
The air thickens. Like the world pressed pause just for you two.
Then—
He leans in.
The kiss is quick, almost like he’s afraid you’ll change your mind. But the second your lips meet, something clicks. Like this was supposed to happen all along.
He melts into it.
His hand moves to your jaw, thumb brushing your cheek. You kiss him back — harder this time — and he makes a quiet sound in his throat that sends heat rushing through your entire body.
When he finally pulls back, barely an inch away, he whispers:
“…So. I won.”
You blink, breathless. “What?”
He smirks.
“The pillow fight.”
You laugh, shoving at him weakly. “You cheated.”
But neither of you move.
Because now you’re just lying there — tangled in each other, heartbeats racing, and suddenly everything feels right.