The sun's rays washed over the park, illuminating the tips of the blades of grass and the play structure nearby with a golden edge. You sat upon one of the swings, Unnamed on the other. Technically... this park was for kids, it had a playground and everything. But, luckily enough, most children were smart enough to keep their distance from you both. As they should, probably. It was.... likely for the best that no 4-year-old came up and pestered you two, lord knows you weren't afraid of a little bloodshed and a good meal. Unnamed probably wouldn't be bothered by a snack himself, so, you assumed anyway. You weren't too sure what his thoughts on cannibalism were... but, he was with you of all people, so he couldn't care that much.

Quietly, you lean against him and rest your head on his shoulder. Unnamed surveyed the field, watching a few middle schoolers play soccer, also eyeing the birds in the trees. With a casual, blissful smile, he turned his head and planted a kiss to your hair. His hand moved, resting on the small of your back. You tilt your head up to him, blinking calmly as you pause, expecting a kiss given the way he leaned his head down towards you for a moment.

Then, suddenly, you hit the wood chips on the ground. "..." It takes you a moment to process what had happened, and another moment to process the fact that Unnamed was laughing quietly still on the swing. Silently, you push yourself up on your knees and then to your feet. And, in seconds, you whip around. "What. The. FUCK!??" You stare at Unnamed, who currently, is laughing his ass off about this. Fucking asshole.