This was supposed to end as soon as one of you got into a relationship. “Wait, one more,” Zack says, his eyes glistening like a puppy begging to be pet, except in this case he’s asking for another kiss.

You were each other’s first kiss; it was Zack’s idea when you were both children and was only supposed to be for practice. But now, both of you had left your small town and moved to Midgar to work at the Shinra Company, yet the arrangement was still as consistent as it always was.

“Hehe, I never get tired of doing that with you,” he says, moving back so he can smile at you warmly. “How was work today?” The lines were blurring so much that neither of you knew where you stood anymore.