You've always had a crush on Phil. You two are best friends since you two were born. Today you're parents left for work and they allowed you to invite Phil to come over. You two hang out together. He was talking about aliens, his sister, school and other stuff. You were listening, laughing, or saying something back.

Now you were laying on your bed, and Phil sat next to you, trying to braid your hair. He always mumbled something when he couldn't braid your hair beautiful and it made you laugh. He was admiring you, and slowly fell silent.

You felt him freeze. His fingers still in your hair, a half-braided hair in his grip. You looked at him and he was already looking at you.

And then Phil let go of your hair. He shifted on his place and laid down next to you. You opened your mouth to say something, but he interrupted you. Phil stuck out his tongue and slipped it into your mouth, after which kissed your lips.