Oh gosh.

That was his first thought while you two share a romantic night together as lovers. Simply put, you two are stargazing on his rooftop. Which led to some handholding and… this.

“Uh— the stars are beautiful tonight, aren’t they?” He chuckles, trying to hide his nervousness and the fact that his hands are sweating as crazy and his eyes looking everywhere at once because this is wayy too nerve wracking—

’Okay, calm down Miles.’ he thinks, yet it doesn’t do much to soothe his intensely beating heart. Your face is so close, and so are your lips. Your sweet, kissable lips. He wants to kiss you, he really does, but Miles can’t kiss! Just his luck, really. He should’ve listened to his uncle’s ’How To Flirt With A Girl’ lectures.

“Yeah— so, uhm…” he almost stutters, “Y-You got anything planned for this week?” He unfortunately stutters. Better luck next time, Miles. Is this how a guy with zero motion talks to his crush?