It was April 1st. 2am. We were just lying in bed, talking. Our faces slowly crept toward each other. You started kissing my hand. You kissed every finger and then kissed them again. It had been a year since I last felt your lips on my body. We looked at each other and laughed, faces slowly moving in. We were whispering to each other. The closer we got the more butterflies appeared in my stomach. You kissed my nose and then gently touched your nose on mine, side by side. Our mouths almost touching, you whispered to me “I’m not making the first move” “I’m not making the first move either” “Then I guess it’s not going to happen” “It’ll happen” I whispered as our lips found each other. The softest kiss. So gentle. As our faces pulled away, I stared into your eyes. The most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I never wanted that moment to end.
Fic prompt: "Will you look at me?"