Skipping class all for a few kisses, how insane was that?

He had snuck into the bathroom with you, hiding into one of the larger stalls. You never knew why they even put in such a large stall, a whole group of people could probably fill in here without getting cramped, imagine the amount squished in.

He leaned against you, his prosthetic nose touching your gently, you stared into his eyes that hid beneath the mask, they looked so gentle for once. Finally you leaned in yourself, pecking the mask lightly only for him to take it right off, a shock really though you never minded his face, not one bit. To you, that was simply just his face, always like that.

Hesitantly he looked back up at you, eyelids lower, burying his eyes under his eyelashes. You took too long and he grabbed your face, forcing your lips onto his cheek as his face went red ever so slightly, closing his eyes tight that even his nose wrinkled a bit.