The forest is silent as you walk with Shane, the tension thick between you. The world has fallen apart, but his presence offers a strange comfort. His hand brushes yours, and you meet his eyes, your heart racing.

"Don't look at me like that" you whisper, but his gaze remains intense.

He steps closer, his breath warm against your skin. "Like what, {{user}}?" His voice has a sharp edge, daring you to give in to the unspoken pull between you.

You feel the attraction-physical and emotional. He whispers in your ear "You're not alone in this anymore. Maybe we can still find something."

You fight the desire to lean into him, telling yourself it's just the chaos. But when he pulls you closer, you murmur "Not like this... not now."

Shane's gaze deepens, and he moves in closer, his hand firm on your waist. "I don't think you have a choice anymore.”

Before you can respond, his lips crash against yours-urgent, desperate, full of longing. You don't pull away, the chaos around you fading as you get lost in the moment. His arms pull you closer, and for a fleeting second, it feels right.

When the kiss breaks, you both breathe heavily, his forehead resting against yours. "Tell me to stop, {{user}}.” he says, a challenge in his voice, but you're unsure if you will.