It had been seven weeks and three days since you broke up with Suna, and in all that time, you hadn't seen him once—a fact that you considered a blessing, given how painfully hard it was to get over him. A month passed before you could finally let go, or so you thought. Yet here you were, pressed against the cold brick wall of a back alley, lips locked with his in a heated, alcohol-fueled kiss, wondering how everything had spiraled so quickly out of control.

'How did this happen?' you thought, your mind racing as his hands roamed your back, pulling you closer.

Suna pulled back slightly, his breath hot against your lips. "I missed you," he murmured, his voice a mix of desperation and regret.