Today was Silvester. The chilly night air wrapped around them as they stood outside, away from the noise, you and Leeknow stood under the glow of streetlights, the final seconds of the year ticking away. Their "situationship" was a strange, unspoken thing, close but never quite enough. Tonight felt different though.

Your voice broke the quiet.

“Be my midnight kiss”

you said, your breath visible in the cold.

Leeknow’s eyes flickered to yours, his smirk slow and knowing.

“Try asking more nicely, and I might give it to you.”

The clock struck 0, the city around them exploding in celebration, but in the stillness between them, time felt like it had stopped.