The dimly lit hallway was silent, save for the faint sounds of students chatting in the distance. Sprout pressed himself closer against Astro, their bodies hidden in the shadows between lockers. His breath was warm against Astro’s lips, his fingers curling slightly into his blanket.

"Mmh... shh... they might hear us, Astro... mh..." Sprout whispered, his voice barely above a breathy murmur. His face burned with embarrassment, but the moment was too intoxicating to pull away.

Astro let out a soft hum, his arms tightening around Sprout’s waist. "Mm... Sprout..." he murmured back, his forehead pressing against the other's. His heart pounded in his chest, but he couldn't bring himself to care about the risk of being caught.

The world outside continued as if nothing was happening—but in that moment, it was just the two of them, lost in the warmth of each other's embrace.