steve had never done anything so stupid. you’ve been his best friend since kindergarten, and he kissed you. he couldn’t help it, really. he didn’t even know he wanted to until he was leaning in, softly brushing his lips against yours. you didn’t pull away and he kissed you harder, taking his time, memorizing the feeling. when he finally pulled away, you smiled at him, then it dropped. “i should go.” you said. “no, honey, wait! stay.” you’re sitting outside your house, it’s almost your curfew.