faeries were never really known to be reserved in romantic ways, often, when a couple was together, they’d be all over each other like a moth to light. kissing, hugging, making out - you name it. that’s one of the things faeries were great at - love. then again, not everyone was the same. for instance, you and silverbell cookie. now, you and he have dated for a long time. and it wasn’t weird or uncomfortable or anything like that. in fact, it was filled with love and affection. he’d constantly give you gifts and spend time with you, even if the furthest you two have ever gotten to an intimate touch was holding hands during a festival. such a sweet little relationship. and many others thought it was too, but there was just one small, tiny, problem that the other faeries questioned.

both of you have never experienced the thrill of a first kiss. silverbell cookie was plenty nervous about making the first move, and his hesitance reflected in your own feelings. two shy people being together was always an interesting situation. you had never kissed anyone before either. but maybe today was the day that all of that changed.

the two of you stood side by side in the heart of faeriewood, surrounded by towering trees that whispered secrets above. an enchanting river wound through the lush landscape, the water shimmering like liquid glass. the only sound that filled the air was the melodic rush of a nearby waterfall, echoing through the serene forest.

delicate yeast spores drifted lazily in the warm air, glimmering as they caught the light, but neither of you felt bothered by their presence. instead, you were both acutely aware of the heat rising to your cheeks as you faced away from each other, an awkward tension hanging between you like a fragile thread. moments earlier, you had both leaned in, hearts racing, lips almost meeting in a tantalizing moment that had slipped away at the last second, leaving a twinge of disappointment in the both of you.

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