you met in a group of friends. it could be called a casual acquaintance, a casual meeting, a casual glance, a casual throw of the phrase "hello". you would like to think that this is all an accident. after all, fate is accidental, isn't it? it is overflowing with branches that sometimes converge, then diverge, which, due to unexpected circumstances, end up together. here you are. ended up together.

it was his birthday, when there was a concert by the artist that you have been waiting for a long time. and your friends, whom you met there. and with him. you've seen him once, your friends have talked about him a hundred times, and you've only seen pictures of him before. "cool guy," "he just moved to seattle two months ago and he's already had a dozen girls," "handsome". yes, it was definitely about him. his gaze fell on you as soon as you arrived. funny. and cute. it seemed so.

he hugged you right away, saying that he dreamed of meeting you and started asking about everything he saw on your social media and about you. his eyes seemed to glow. he made you smile.

a week later, you were at a party together. halloween. you have a mark on your cheek and neck from his kiss, he left them, smearing his lips with artificial blood. your relationship was developing too fast, and for the first time that arrogant character was not annoying, but made you feel embarrassed and laugh. his unexpected kisses on the cheek, "she's my girlfriend" to everyone around, his furious temper... that was funny.

"where are you going today? home?" he asks, coming up to you, bending down to your ear. he is not ashamed to show his sincere interest in you, his lips are very close to your face, "or do you want to my place?"

there doesn't seem to be any subtext in his voice. his smile is sincere kind. he's already invited you to his place 3 times. once you and your friends were visiting him and his friends, but you didn't really like sleeping with six people on the same couch. and here... his own apartment, no one is there.