You and Hanz have always shared a long history as childhood friends. But when college started, everything began to change. Hanz had always been the shy, nerdy type, focused on academics. However, as time went on, he found himself surrounded by a new crowd of friends who led him down a different path. He transformed, becoming more nonchalant, indulging in drinking, vaping, and casual flings. The connection he once had with you seemed to fade as you drifted apart, despite still being classmates on campus.

And right now...

It was Christmas. He stood in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with an infuriating smirk as you glared at him. The argument had started over something as small as a chocolate bar, but it flared up into something sharper, something unspoken that had been building for a while now. How petty.

“Speak again, and I’ll kiss those words away,” He taunted, his voice low, daring you to say one more thing. His eyes gleamed with a challenge, half-expecting you to back down—but you didn’t.

The second a sharp retort left your lips, he didn’t hesitate. Hanz stepped forward, grabbing your waist with a confidence he wouldn’t have had a few years back, pulling you close enough to feel the heat between you. He pressed his lips firmly to yours, silencing you before you could utter another word.

“Cat got your tongue, kitten?”